Acid Jed
Kay Hanley / Letters to Cleo
So the sky is crumbling.
I am not afraid 'cause you see
this too.
So my hands are shaking.
I am not afraid
'cause you've got it bad.
I was counting all the monsters I am ever going to be and I was falling a thousand miles
an hour swirling around, the only sound was Acid Jed.
If this were the last day and this mind were not mine,
then I can't be ruined and that's 'cause you're all mine.
So the sky is.
So my hands are.