Been thinking about you, your records are here. Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there. But I'm still no one and you're now a star. What do you care?.
Been thinking about you, your records are here. Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there. But I'm still no one and you're now a star. What do you care?.
In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape. Broken branches trip me as I speak. Just 'cause you feel it. Doesn't mean it's there. . Just 'cause you feel it.
Rust in the mountains. Rust in the brain. The air is sacred here. In spite of your claim. . Up on the roof tops. Out of reach. Trickster is meaningless.
In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape. Broken branches trip me as I speak. . Just 'cause you feel it. Doesn't mean it's there. . Just 'cause you feel it.
Why must I be the thief?. Why must I be the thief?. Oh Lord please won't you tell me,. Why must I be the thief.. . Why must I be the thief. He said to the hanging man.
It barks at no one else but me. Like it's seen a ghost. I guess it's seen the sparks a-flowing. No one else would know. . Hey man slow down, slow down.
It holds us like a phantom. The touch is like a breeze. It shines its understanding. See the moon smiling. . Open on all channels. Ready to receive. And we're not at the mercy.
Everyone. Everyone around here. Everyone is so near. It's holding on. It's holding on. . Everyone. Everyone is so near. Everyone has got the fear. It's holding on.
Bloom. . Open your mouth wide. The universe will sigh. And while the ocean blooms. It's what keeps me alive. So why does it still hurt?. Don't blow your mind with whys.
Genie let out of the bottle. It is now the witching hour. Genie let out of the bottle. It is now the witching hour. . Murderers, you're murderers. We are not the same as you.
Bloom. . Open your mouth wide. The universe will sigh. And while the ocean blooms. It's what keeps me alive. So why does it still hurt?. Don't blow your mind with whys.
Genie let out of the bottle. It is now the witching hour. Genie let out of the bottle. It is now the witching hour. . Murderers, you're murderers. We are not the same as you.
The moonies are up on a mountain. The lunatics have taken over the asylum. Waiting on the rapture. . Singing we're here to keep your prices down. Feed you to the hounds.
Where do we go from here?. The words are coming out all weird. Where are you now when I need you?. Alone on an aeroplane. Falling asleep against the window pane.
Beauty will destroy your mind. Spare the gory details. Give them gift wrap for the man with everything. . Though i lived a lonely life. I was confused.
I want to see you smile again. Like diamonds in the dust. The amazing sound of the killing hordes. The day the banks collapsed on us. Cease this endless chattering.
I want to. I want to be someone else or I'll explode. Floating upon the surface for the birds. The birds. The birds. . You want me. Fucking well come and find me.
Super collider. Dust in a moment. Particles scatter. Parting from the soup. . Swimming upstream. Before the heavens crack open. Thin pixelations. Coming out from the dark.
You bite through the big wall, the big wall bites back. You just sit there and sulk, sit there and bawl. You are so pretty when you're on your knees. Disinfected and eager to please.