just begun, you?re gone, you came walking free. (The machine is turning fifteen) The machine is turning fifteen. The machine is turning fifteen. The machine is turning fifteen. The machine
: Shes saying, you're lost she thinks its time for you to detox too many tunes inside your head why don't you fill it up with her instead shes not playing
: While in the middle of the winter its summer then in the middle of summer its freezing cold and i wonder, who's wet behind their ears? a broken world
: I see the sunlight on your face, I see the darkness in your eyes. In my mind, that?s lover?s paradox. I always try to give you space, No way to cut
: There?s something in the air tonight, it?s hard to define. There?s gleam on every traffic light, like some kind of sign. So if you?re ready for a thrill
: You don?t know what you?re looking for, You?re lost in the past. You don?t know who you are any more. How long will it last? Well, it will last as
: (Instrumental)
: Delighted and laughed upon the critics had their fun but he don't mind and will look different when hes done A too controversial lie and all the kids
: You saw it all on TV You read it all in magazines No doubt that you could go on You found a way to be free This is what freedom really means You found
: Ducks and drakes, on your own, Like the first ones you had done. My mistake, should have known, It?s a shame you passed on frowning. When bells ring
: Trouble down on my own street Domestic violence on repeat Smashed up doors and yelling again Some say you are insane But I don't think so I love you
: I hear you dis my name when my back is turned You have no shame but still I'm not really concerned Imagination is not a thing you lack But you misguided
: Do you remember Fazil's friend? He used to live in the House of blend He told a story of his life, about a fork and knife He said when he was 22,
: I've seen it all before the people and the bars there in It doesn't turn me on no more It's a place already done and been Sometimes I gotta take a
Do you remember Fazil's friend? He used to live in the house of blend He told a story of his life, about a fork and knife He said when he was 22, he
While in the middle of the winter it's summer Then in the middle of summer it's freezing cold And I wonder who's wet behind their ears? A broken world
There?s something in the air tonight, it?s hard to define There?s gleam on every traffic light like some kind of sign So if you?re ready for a thrill,
