My friend
Kate's got a disease
She makes it look so easy
She al ways seems to keep her peace,
keeps her peace
She's become immune to pain,
you get that way day to day
And if you could now,
I would say it's alright
It's like being trapped in a cellar,
I'll depend on the weather, whether or not I would want to die.
She's a shine, she's a shine,
serotonin
All alone, way up there,
she never shows a bit of fear
Now it's not fair, it's not fair,
not at all, no
It's been going way too long,
so I thought I'd give this a song.
Something small,
but it's all that I can give.
It's like being trapped in a cellar, all the pillows on the weather,
if it's not I won't want to die.
She's sunshine,
she's sunshine
Still I don't mind,
still I don't mind
She's sunshine
Every hour a day sets a value I
remember talking in her room
Say
Kate, everything will be fine, yeah fine
She's the sunshine
She's the sunshine
Serotonin
Serotonin
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine,
sunshine
Self -loathing, self -loathing,
self -loathing
I'd like to see the sun shine