so...I wrote this song....I'm still a bit drunk....i don't know....

Alien Ballerina

Wake up little daughter, this house is disorder, I need you now, So put on your dress, put on your dress and cummon into town

Daylight cruisin' through the air, watch me lookin for regret, sittin' in my easy chair, to sit and to stare

Do you Sleep wraped around in a blanket of smoke, by the cars in the side of the road

You're a blur in the sunday shopping spree

Do you dream, the stage is set for you, I don't mean to tell you what to hope for
But I should help you up the stairs, place a lace upon your hair and watch you split the air

For all to see The little blur in the sunday

But I'm a creep and here I sit in this scene. Now watch me pass you by

I'm a blur in your sunday. Just a blur in the sunday
Shopping spree

Let me weep and watch me split the air