you conceived it you knew i would believe it you knew that you would paint me into your world of blue i got a ??? to find cant get you out of my
A warm dallas breeze floats naked through the air as a million hungry faces watch the king and his parade on show for the world to see prime time america
One more time then I'll know one more lie then I'll go away pour another drink and I'll ease myself into the comforts of your philosophy try to understand
I'm preaching life I'm preaching thought as it struggles to unfold on a world cause I see it all around me born afraid I don't need science, no reason
Countdown initiation sequence the course is set all systems functioning in check all preparations have been met brain function at full engagement
Got a feeling you were alone and on the run with your suitcase filled with razorblades and turpentine sad eyes of a scarlet glazed in promises made too
I put my faith in the absence of something better if it doesn't fit then its out of reach for me I'm a tightly wound mess neatly perched inside my own
Here I can hold em off for a while at least till I think of a way to make them see what I gotta show and to make them feel what I already know now pour
down pulling me under to where hide yourself alone gagged and tied to the weight of ourselves underwater well i won't forget this loss the shame of regret turn out
i'm preaching life i'm preaching thought cause i see it all around me as it struggles to unfold on a world born afraid i don't need science no reason
a warm dallas breeze floats naked through the air as a million hungry faces watch the king and his parade on show for the world to see prime time america
one more time then i'll know one more lie then i'll go away pour another drink and i'll ease myself into the comforts of your philosophy try to understand
countdown initiation sequence the course is set all systems functioning in check all preparations have been met brain function at full engagement body
Got a feeling you were alone and on the run with your suitcase filled with razorblades and turpentine sad eyes of a starlet glazed in promises made
i put my faith in the absence of something better if it doesn't fit then its out of reach for me i'm a tightly wound mess neatly perched inside my own
here i can hold 'em off for a while at least till i think of a way to make them see what i gotta show and to make them feel what i already know now pour
