i need more time to think, don't you think? i need more time to think

my heart will stop if i put out the fire as long as i'm burning i'll keep on yearning to save the world

my head is pounding, i can't stop the pounding i think it is going to explode

but it won't stop raining and i can't stop crying my friends keep dying

love made me strong enough to be alone and set me free But with my friends, friends 'till the end is where i wanna be

everything she's ever known is gone, gone, gone everyone she's ever loved is gone, gone, gone

the muscle i hustle is real for my friends but the muscle i keep for myself is pretend

i am the wanderer's wandering daughter wrestle the pestle for the sake of the mortar

i turned it back and now everything's fine except for the fact that i lost my friend but the ends justify the means in the end

you're so nice and you're so smart you're such a good friend i have to break your heart

a great hairy spider appeared there and then and the holes in my soul started letting in wind

my soul is drowning, missing people that i wish could still be here

i'm sure some times i'll waver but i'll savour good intentions i know, that progress not perfection is the only way to go

the spider he smiled and said 'how is this true when i am so terribly smaller than you?'

you swallow hard and you bottle it up try to pretend you're a half full cup

always been too scared and unprepared to let anybody get too close to me

he doesn't love me but he keeps me company everything is alright

i thought if i succeeded i'd be happy and they'd go away but first thing in the morning i'd still wake up and i'd hear them say 'you're fat, ugly, and stupid, you should really be ashamed no one will ever like you, you're not good at anything'

i will lose my shit if even one more person i know dies so please don't die

i need more time to think