and ohnhow come i don't awake to the sun no morenwhen pixelated jackles say when it rains, it pours?nmy stubborn curiosity will lead me right off coursenand i guess its why marky ran awaynto a sunnier LAnhe found his brain in an apartment in Chinatownnnso come on we can getnoh, so nervous and its a baby girlnthats why ive created this worldnwhere you can come and find me when (come find me when)nyou're just so bored of the shameless paynfrom working the departmentni know you're tirednbut im complacentnlets pace around in our apartmentncause ohnwhen i rest my head i feel the fear of fallingnand in my own town i trip to a far off landnthats the waynnso forgive me for my lack of wordsnannouncing adjectives are slowly pulling down my spinenand it seems each of them can't find a way to make any sense of itnjust like menand repeatedly the paper man says that its all wrongnand all i got are sedatives in these damn songsnbut i grew up on them superstitionsnprobable cause for my lack of ambition at allnnnwhen i rest my head i feel the fear of fallingnand in my own town i trip to a far off landncause thats the way that it works on a day like todayngotta get outngotta get out today