Touch Lyrics - Triptych - Tea Party
Catatonic listless creature
Try to comprehend
Everything you've ever wanted
Is around the next bend
Don't try to fake it
I see you shaking
It doesn't mean a thing
Look at you, the freak attraction
In this carnival of souls
Failing all negotiations
You'll be the next sold
Don't try to fake it
I see you shaking
It doesn't mean anything
Now love, don't make a sound
Reach down and touch the ground
Emptiness is almost certain
Like an automatic dream
You're closing in on the final curtain
You're on the next scene
Writer: Burrows, Jeff, Chatwood, Stuart, Martin, Jeffrey Scott
Copyright: Chappell Music, Inc., Warner
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