So Brad, tell me what's going on in your world?. . It's fucked up, I'm looking at myself in the mirror. I'm seein' something scary, it's slowly comin' clearer.
You can have it, I don't want it, and when you've got it, I'll be gone. It won't matter what you're saying when the damage has all been done. . Can't seem to keep the faith, as if that's all I need to do.
The sound is on the visions move. The image dance starts once again. They shuffle with a bovine grace and glide in syncopation. Just living lines from books we've read.
You can have it, I don't want it, and when you've got it, I'll be gone. It won't matter what you're saying when the damage has all been done. . Can't seem to keep the faith, as if that's all I need to do.