Stop your tears from hiding, See them mesmerise your skin, It's all that I can do to keep away from going in, I fed the ghost of plenty as the perfume
Darker than the starlight gold, Bearing down again to bury me in the air, Suffer like a stained glass wire, When the waves are gone, your eyes and fears
Belly first, unrehearsed, I?m thrown from all I?ve known A silhouette set among the badlands paved with stone Photographs, fingerprints, fragile refugee
It burns when it's died Runs down my side Before the dawn Robs me of the dark I will remember I never ever Thought for one second It would take me over
Did you ever wake up at four in the morning? You ever, did you have a dream in your head? So determined to hang onto the moment Letting go, surrender,
Before I was undiscovered When I was invincible Nobody could kill the silence And probably no one will again The future was unrelated Alternatives all
In moods of don't disturb,I'm on edge and then Afraid, I call for answers again and again I keep on hoping that you'll do something real Accept the consequence
When I think of it now that it's done How it might've gone without a place to belong I can see we played into their hands And they picked our bones until
I wish I had a penny for every time I told her, I loved her But that sincerity, I know, won't raise the fare She was born with a wanderlust And against
I'm here, The ragged burden come to nothing, comfort go, We drift I talk with you and hear you though you're never here, Hovering above me like a net,
I may be wrong But the miracle that I prayed for is here, Could be illusion, maybe some trickery, I don't know why I'm scoring the angels, Counting all
Singing praises was never a feature Encouraged in me or my kind. Every time they remain with my hand to my mouth, The crowded borders leave me colour-
Break out the waters, waiting for anything to come, Hold on forever, Hell below and Heaven dead ahead, Don't ever change your way. Burn down the prison
I am just a small town boy But don't hold that against me Mum's a lawyer, Dad's got a bank But really I'm OK Should I stop or should I go I'm full of
lens focus Through osmosis, just standing next to me I thought you knew (I thought you knew) I'm the B-boy scientist "with the high IQ"
pocket two rubbers two lubes, and a silver rocket Hang on, hang on to your IQ, to your ID hang on, hang on to your IQ, to your ID I'm lonely Every morning
I've been down I've found a gun I start to fight, against... Stand by my side, One thing in mind We gotta find IQ Cyco! Place in city My brand new gun
When I was four years old They tried to test my I.Q. They showed me a picture of 3 oranges and a pear They said, which one is different? It does not belong