APONIA - MUSIC WELFARE
My knees turn weak so I bend my back and crawl
Like sex in Hollywood, pray for comfort as we fall
My knees turn weak so I bend my back and crawl, I crawl
Face down on Sunset Strip
I wanna make you wanna make me wanna feel alive
I wanna take you to a place I keep locked behind black blinds
And this is my escape, from this fucked up place
And these strings on my fingertips want to bleed all right
Look at me now and take your picture lying here broke and on music welfare
Looking at you now I can read that you don’t care I’m lying here dead on music welfare
I wanna make you wanna make me wanna rip out my insides
I wanna take you to place you’ll find only in my mind
And this is my escape from the lies and hate
But these strings on my fingertips want to bleed all right
Look at me now and take your picture lying here broke and on music welfare
Looking at you now I can read that you don’t care I’m lying here dead on music welfare
Does anyone, really care, I’m starving, fading faster
Can anyone, hear me scream. I’m lying here, a lifeless bastard
Dear anyone if you really care
Then look at me now and take my picture lying here broken on music welfare
Looking at you now I can read that you don’t care I’m lying here dead on music welfare
Look at me! Music!
Look at me! Welfare!
Look at me! Music!
Look at me! Welfare!
My knees turn weak so I bend my back and crawl
Like sex in Hollywood, pray for comfort as we fall
My knees turn weak so I bend my back and crawl, I crawl
Face down on Sunset Strip
-Written by Greg Moorman
