: I wrote this novel just for you It sounds pretentious but it's true I wrote this novel just for you That's why it's vulgar That's why it's blue And
on your nuts I was never grateful That's why I spend my days alone I'm forever black-eyed A product of a broken home (Broken home) Black-eyed (repeat)
: It's in your reach Concentrate It's in your reach Concentrate If you deny this Then it's your fault That God's in crisis He's over It's in your reach
: I was hanging from a tree Unaccustomed to such violence Jesus looking down on me I'm prepared for one big silence How'd I ever end up here Must be
: You're the one who's always choking Trojan You're the one who's always bruised and broken Sleep may be the enemy But so's another line It's a remedy
and the sliding mud She's preparing for the flood Running on black market blood Black market blood Black market blood Black market blood Black market
: Slip and stumble at my first offences It's not treason, it's no lie You talk in paragraphs I write my sentence It's not treason, it's no lie It seemed
: I'm careful not to fall I have to climb your wall 'Cause you're the one Who makes me feel much taller than you are I'm just a peeping tom On my own
: Run away from all your boredom Run away from all your whoredom and wave Your worries, and cares, goodbye All it takes is one decision A lot of guts
on your nuts I was never grateful That's why I spend my days alone I'm forever black-eyed A product of a broken home (Broken home) Black-eyed (repeat
I wrote this novel just for you It sounds pretentious but it's true I wrote this novel just for you That's why it's vulgar That's why it's blue And I
Days before you came Freezing cold and empty Towns that change their name And a horn of plenty Days before you came Counting breaths inside me Even
I was hanging from a tree Unaccustomed to such violence Jesus looking down on me I'm prepared for one big silence How'd I ever end up here Must be through
You're the one who's always choking Trojan You're the one who's always bruised and broken Sleep may be the enemy But so's another line It's a remedy
It's in your reach Concentrate It's in your reach Concentrate If you deny this Then it's your fault That God's in crisis He's over It's in your reach
I'm careful not to fall I have to climb your wall 'Cause you're the one Who makes me feel much taller than you are I'm just a peeping tom On my own
Run away from all your boredom Run away from all your whoredom and wave Your worries, and cares, goodbye All it takes is one decision A lot of guts,