it's opening time on discover street
hop in and we'll go down to the show,
riding like paper-airplane dreams
soaring through the wind.
we'll hide like doves in the clefts of rocks,
sitting on mountain sides,
watching the tide run over our stencils in the sand.

come on Baby, hop on in!
it's opening night on fascination street.
we'll drink shots of whiskey, and thrills of rails.
(because people make the best smiles when they're faking)
"i declare! the dead, who've already died,
are happer than those still alive!"
(we'll leave the dead dancing with their own...)

come on Sweetie, let's go for a ride...
i'm waiting for zombies to line the streets,
for the corpses to cover me with kisses,
with all music destroyed, we'll only make noise.
the static of the radio blasts while we cruise;
i just want to drive with my eyes closed,
waiting for the crash, just to feel blood run down my face.

(good-byes, are forever when you can't save yourself)

my optimistic side called in to work.
"hello, i've been self destructing again."

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