The Evidence You Hide Lyrics - Monks Of Doom

Lost in a paperback rain 

Picking through books that you won't read again 

Keeping your promises vague 

Lost in the crowd in the circus parade 

Keeping your polaroids dry 

Delirious fevers burn night after night 

The cryptic malaise that you're in 

The art that may come of it I'd recommend 

To focus attention on books you might write 

Ripped off from diaries, kept out of sight 

The evidence you hide 

Keeping your bed warm at night 

It's not an illusion it glows very bright 

With the young coal the fire is fed 

Who you keep with you is best left unsaid