Mm-mm-mm
The hard-wired kid is tired, need a killswitch
Wired like a windmill, playin' in the wind still
On your windowsill
Lifestyle only black with a spin
Waiting for that nice ending, perfect
You know we deserve it
Words mean anything if you mean that shit
You write like a novelist
Been meaning to read that shit
Then get 'round to finish it
Dyslexic, illiterate
Stop acting belligerent
I'm literally innocent, considering
I accept my hand, let me be sick
If that's what it takes, it might help with the thesis
It's making me evil
Been forcing the meaning
Pretending and feeling
They're lurking and scheming
But keep it secret, don't make fun if you say that shit
Let's go to the grave with it
They call it like failures
Evolve into dangerous
Cause favourite exorcists
I become a maniac
I think I'm okay with that
Just stay in Arcadia
Cutting runes with the axe
Sing in tune with the trash
Do the nightmare task
Get you back out my back
Cutting runes with the axe
How's your mind, is it black?
Is it asthma attack?
In the nightmare, alas
Little pools in the bag
Little X on the map
Little cracks in the glass
Cut the birch with the sap
Cutting runes with the axe
Sing in tune with the trash
To the nightmare attached
In the night, alas
Pray that the prey keeps getting away (Wisdom is my misery)
Lay truth, just one more day
Pray that the rain turns into a lake
Where we can bathe, flush it away
It's my life, are you done with your life?
Make you all mine, shattering my eyes
Let's let it caress, walk into the night
Just you and I, hanging around
(Mm-mm-mm)
(Mm-mm-mm)
Give in to me now
(Mm-mm-mm)
Liquid love and lust
(Mm-mm-mm)
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