stairs to nowhere climb

I take them all the time



crawling on my knees

walking that old fine line



and when I'm

alone and scared

I think of little rhymes

they would make no sense to you

but I make them all the time



and times, all mine

and times, all mine



it's the little pills you find

crushed to dust

rolling out of sight



they end up in the stranges places

but I take them all the time



and times, all mine

and times, all mine



when everyone is false

i tell them I'm just fine



i can't remember their names

but I fake them, all the time



and times, all mine

and times, all mine

and times, all mine

and the times, all mine



and when I'm alone and scared

I think of little rhymes



they would make no sense to you

but I make them all the time