Lyrics

You make me hear music when
The streets are all empty and I?m
Playing in gutter puddles
Splashing like silly
And children died long ago
Victims of videos
I felt myself swept away
In storms raining down
My porcelain goddess flushed my
Energy away and
Optimus prime lost to Megatron
My life was sterile until
Your sun shined
You make me hear music
Cymbals crashing Sinphonies

I skip like broken records
Even tho I look so sweet
My poems ever long
Your tongue kiss so sweet
Real life?s not so real
In comparison to us
You make me hear music
Cymbals crashing Sinphonies

I saw your sundress falling
Above two well formed legs
Hunting what lies between them
There are no better things
I heard your rage a calling
Across three states or more
Of emptiness been ringing
I stood outside your door

Your toes run down my calves
You pulled your gun on me
My temperatures been rising
I think I want Japanese
You always seemed so true in
An LA world of false
I hear the March rains falling
Steel never felt so soft

I skip like broken records
Even though I taste so sweet
You make me hear music
Cymbals crashing Sinphonies
My temperatures been rising
Think I want Japanese
You make me hear music
Cymbals crashing Sinphonies