August (Collector’s Edition)

Good morning; hope it doesn't rain today
She takes her trailer back to the trailer park
Good morning; hope it doesn't rain today
She takes her gown and bracelet out of the trunk

She lives in a different zone;
The only one with the courage to die alone
She lives in a different zone;
The only one who could save her is already gone

I used to live in a small house
But death surrounded that house;
I would walk around, just feeling all trapped and suffocated
I used to live in a small house
But no one lived inside that house;
I would invite people in, but they'd just to try to burn the house down

It's a game of "you lose the game
And everything turns in the wrong way";
People modify your emotions through simple gestures
It's a game of "you lose the game
And everything turns in the wrong way";
People do things to you that you've done to them

Good morning; hope it doesn't rain today
What a day to be the collector, and to be collected
Good morning; hope it doesn't rain today
What a day to spend the rest of your life alone

You live in a different zone;
The only one who possesses total control
You live in a different zone;
The only one who could save you, you ignore

I love this song; I love this song
I don't know if you're paying attention

And I don't know why;
Yeah, it's a dying planet
And I don't know if
You are gonna take me off of it
And I don't know why;
Yeah, it's a hard world
And I don't know why
You want to make it harder

We live in different apartments now;
We still keep in touch

There's some sort of evil in you;
I don't know who you are anymore