Send in someone else. I'm tired of romance. They call me 'the game'. And anyone can play.. . Won't you come in and play with me?. . They call this 'the house'.
I want to feel you hesitate. I want to feel you pull away. I want to feel you realise. That I am not love come to play. . I want to feel your pink clean skin.
We are deceived. Valhalla is falling. We are betrayed. We are lost and forsaken.. He's sold the world. Sold us all to the hunger. The body of Christ. Is as black as his soul..
Here is my. Small black box. Filled with hurt. Sent by you. . Here is my. Small black book. Filled with lies. Told by you. . Here is my. small black house.
Listen to my voice.. We are gathered here today. To speak of things we have to do,. And the friends we have to call,. From the middle ground,. From the darkness..
Listen to my voice.. We are gathered here today. To speak of things we have to do,. And the friends we have to call,. From the middle ground,. From the darkness..
Help me. I'm in disgrace. Witness slow death. All over my face. . Help me. Pick up my heart. Tell my friends. Wherever they are. . Listen. They stole my dream.
Now I'm behind glass. I'll talk to you. The telephone lines blind. You have defaced my face. I bet you laughed at me. You bright young things. And now I need no-one.
This is nostalgia. And only the hero. Fights for me and you dear listener. You leave old memories. And such things disgust me. Storm the door, I must get out.
I was young. I was cold but not insane. I had one good friend. It was a voice without a name. And so here we are. Same need and same mistake. But it could be yours.
Slowly the thought. There is no one to replace. Came into view. And he began to cry. . Now only boys. That love only boys. The perfect picture. Of a boy, girl age.