Turn On/Off

Here’s another Sunday,

Here’s another Sunday and Sunday.

I can’t keep the distance

I can’t feel any of the difference.

Turn around now

And see the sun

It’s going down, it’s turning on.

Punch me hard now

And turn me on

You are too soft, You turn me off.

I want something brighter

I want something brighter, and brighter.

I’ll stand around the witches

Light them up, they’ll turn on like switches.

Turn around now

And see the sun

It’s going down, it’s turning on.

Punch me hard now

And turn me on

You are too soft, You turn me off

I don’t want to be one more paper doll

That’s blown

All through the town.

Like this.

Unhappy that I am

Unhappy that I am unhappy

I was good with chemistry

Now all I want is everyone to pinch me.

Turn around now

And see the sun

It’s going down, it’s turning on.

Punch me hard now

And turn me on

You are too soft, You turn me off