I will not become hostile to the world that we live in. i will not be done till. yet here i am for the killing. and the sacrifice. is on my hands. . Turn your back on love.
Escaped, I hide by myself. To take, to form something else, the ghost, a force. A bad school report, a shadow of remorse. An invisible force that is constantly forcing.
I saw the mirror starin' back at me. And it told me I'm a self machine. I saw the mirror starin' back at me. And it told me I'm a self machine. . It said I gave you these scars.
I am a waste. And you shall be waiting here. You are the place. And you can place me anywhere. We're on our way. We're on our way away from here. . But if we don't stop now.
From the beat of the silent thinker. To the feet of the stompin' crowd. Just another early drinker. Who knows that thinkin' makes the world go round. .
You may point with the crooked cane. You conspire on my broken brain. And playwright fate will have his way. . We're all actors in this play. We're all passengers on his train.
Who mixed up the blood with the red wine tonight?. Who put the sugar in the salt shaker?. And when the nerves kick in it's the punchline. Well you're speaking to tongues.
Have you ever caught a smile. That you know you'd always love it?. See, even if it vomits bile. So you'd only miss it. . It turns upside down and cries.
Fall into flames and you won't do it again. You've learnt a lesson, you've never been taught so. Crawl into blame that you will never reclaim. It's a blessing that you'll never get caught, oh.