Lust Dumpster

And I just wish there was more to me

than this lust.

But you, you're a much better person

I just wish there was more to you than this love.

But I believe in this pain

I believe in their suffering

like i believe that heros are securing us completely



For the end of my true thoughts are finally sifting

but it's too late, you know it, it always is

too good at pretending in situations like these.

No, No, No they don't exist



She's a television, She's pages in my magazine

you were born as a convenience to fill a small page in my self-esteem

She was untounchable, she was inaccesible

So i made you, I made you up

Tonight you're so much better wrapped up in fantasy



Your eyes painted her indescription

My tongue shot out blanks for the word "Ammunition"

She painted another one of those mixed messages on the inside

of my mind, my mind, my mind.



She's a television, She's pages in my magazine

you were born as a convenience to fill a small page in my self-esteem

She was untounchable, she was inaccesible

So i made you, I made you up

Tonight you're so much better wrapped up in fantasy



And I just wish there was more to me

than this lust.

But you, you're a much better person

I just wish there was more to you than this love.

But I believe in this pain

I believe in their suffering

like i believe that heros are securing us completely



I believe that heros are securing us completely.