Moonshine

And the moon, it wants to give me away
And my God wants me to pray
I hate apples for being red
I hate these voices up in my head

I don't ever want to wake and find myself awake
I don't ever want to die and find myself already dead
I don't ever want to love and find myself in love
Well every single day's the same, and I guess that's great

I think the walls in here are caving in
Did they just say something and touch my skin?
Why won't this picture just answer me?
Be my friend tonight don't let me dream

Got me looking for more
Got me tired and poor
I was passed out on the floor
I'll just drink more moonSHINE YEAH!

I feel my neck stroked by the clock's big hands
I sip my coffee, but I am drinking sand
I won't be mummified in satin sheets
Because I know my life's better than my dreams