Testo Material Bliss

i look at you walk away

the feeling's getting so much stronger every day

and i'm ready to scream out loud:

"i hate you right now"
and i'm starting to feel so withdrawn

i know that i'm gone

and i think that is poor

and you want more



i think of the words you've said

i know how it feels to me

that i'm living among the dead
but now it seems so far away

my blue skies gone gray



all i wanted was to be in your head

or stay home in bed

and i think that is poor

you want more