Were Not In Kansas Anymore ToTo

There’s no place like home
What a crock of shit
Give me the Technicolor dream any day
Home is pills to make me happy
Pills to make me sleep
Tired of this black and white nightmare
I want to wish myself into a better life
And you into a worse one
I am walking through life
With a masquerade face


Currently listening to: Smashing Pumpkins Today
Currently Reading : Snow flower and the Secret fan