Appeal to me dirty street
Spinning echos, twisted torsos where every Picasso look the same
Become evasively comfortable with yourself,
Your eyes shut, emotions running,
horrific guitar playing
and with a key change that throws the whole equator off center
Everyone will cringe the first time they hear
Appeal to me dirty street
Why? What's this? Why then?
With the bricks building inside Where the wallpaper should be
Clinging to the machine old confederacy
Every distraction is an attraction that infatuated with
Where is my solace for the day?
Where is my string everyone asks me -
It's not the way I play
It's your eyes, how you hold your smile,
I see what you see so I'll be careful what you think...

Appeal to me dirty street
The one I walk every night and dance like crazy to my ANI D
If the world writes another song with the word jaded in it
I'll throw it all away because that's so annoying to me
It's your eyes, how you hold your smile,
I see what you see so I'll be careful what you think...

It's your eyes, how you hold your smile,
I see what you see so I'll be careful what you think...