Freak Show

Open fire on the needs designed On my knees for you Open fire on my knees, desire's what I need from you... But I'm not, not sure, Not too sure how it feels To handle every day And I miss you love... Across the night It was the moon that stole my slumber Across the night I fell in love with people sleeping... Silverchair, how I love you. In your many guises. I wish I didn't choose to do an assignment on you though. Having to write a report on something so beautiful and transient as music kinda wrecks it a bit. Oh well. Back to work. xx P.S. The fucking formatting won't work. -.-" damn you lyric sites...