Vendzor Chatbox

Are you tired of me yet?
I'm a little sick right now but I swear
When I'm ready I will fly us out of here
(Ooh) I'll cut my hair (Ooh) To make you stare (Ooh) I'll hide my chest.And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here.Turn off your porcelain face
I can't really think right now and this place. Has too many colors, enough to drive all of us insane! Are you dead?
Sometimes I think I'm dead
'Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head,But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet!
(Ooh) My eyes went dark (Ooh) I don't know where (Ooh) My pupils are. But I'll figure out a way to get us out of here! Get a load of this monster
He doesn't know how to communicate
His mind is in a different place
Will everybody please give him a little bit of space? Get a load of this train wreck! His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet..But little do we know, the stars,Welcome him with open arms! I cut my hair And I changed my name as people stared That this is who I am, for anyone that cares!