Kokhanockers کے بول

There is no place to hide Today, tomorrow, or the afterlife Longing for a life before Between the red and blue Oh, you can stand before the people But the people don't see you Just emptiness inside a paper cup Don't pop the pink balloon Till that emptiness and nothingness feels like home No place feels safe anymore Under the rock outside the door Waiting to be invited in When the circle's whole, begin again Looking through the window Well, violence is in store Your happiness is hanging overhead Don't pop the pink balloon Well, the cup's been dry for years, don't tip it now But you can keep on Hangin' on to gold and on to land You can listen to the people But the people don't see you Just emptiness inside the people Don't pop the pink balloon You can stand before the people But the people don't see you Just emptiness inside the people Don't pop the pink balloon We're holdin' on to gold and on to land I feel the fire Dry your eyes, girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now Dry your eyes, girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now Dry your eyes, girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now Dry your eyes, girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now Dry your eyes, girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now Dry your eyes, girl No more crying Believing that you're happy now Dry your eyes, girl No more crying Believing that you're happy