Invisible - Possum Dixon

Invisible Lyrics

Airports lines
I wish it was summertime
But it's Sunday night
And flight five-five-seven's arrivedShe tells me
She's filled buildings with history
On 22nd Street
She's not invisibleMy head aches
Echo park turns to silver lake
Where Millie's diner
Is closed todayI like the taste of chocolate cake
I close my eyes and I masturbate
I close the door because I'm afraid
He'll see me, I'm boredShe thinks of big blue whales
While she's biting her fingernails
She writes plays
I read paperbacksThey've just begun
3D picnics, electric sun
I don't care

Where you're coming fromHe's up there on the 8th floor
And he's falling from the speakers
And his head's smashed
To the groundsAnd every time you leave me
Call to love you
But I gotta go
Just watch me drownAnd if someday's dry
We're going to Ransburg
It's hotter
Than hell thereWe're invisible
And we're bullet-proof
We're invisible
And we're bullet-proof