On The Page — Chroma Key

tell me something stupid auction off my diary life is getting esoteric let me in your movie each time i walk out the door someone mixes metaphors life is so much cleaner on the page

it's like the morning when i'm dreaming and everything is so pristine it's just a seven hour movie and i'm in every scene

let me in my t.v. get this tape to tori got to have a subplot when i sell them my life story maybe i should write it first and do the living later 'cause life is so much cleaner on the page

it's like the time i lost my body and then i saw it on t.v. somehow it shed a whole dimension but it still looked like me (hey! that looks like me!)

each time i write lines for it someone improvises it life is so much cleaner on the page life is so much cleaner on the page