Take me away, take me away You said that you were gonna stay But you're always lying anyway You're gonna suffer if you don't start breathing now Now
Your sweet love is like a quicksand, A pullin' me under, and I wonder, How deep does it go, You know the sky is closin' up above me, Everytime you touch
I must respect the space you have but you tread in my lands And all things aside I know we both know where we stand I?m stuck here And you?re there and
Mein Schlafanzug ist kugelsicher Wenn ich traum' bin ich unverwundbar Bitte gib mir noch Zeit und rei? mir nicht die Augen auf Hier im Treibsandkasten
There are wires in between Human heart and machine. I will wait for mountains To tell me you?re okay? On paper my future will lay. I?ll fold every failure
Gonna write a letter to my baby And this is what I'm gonna say Second thought I think I'll take the time To say it to her face I can't eat, I can't
I'm closer to the Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's uniform Of imagery I'm living in a silent film Portraying Himmler's sacred realm Of dream reality
I thought it was infatuation, I couldn't find the bridges behind me Here today, gone tomorrow, never thinking loving wouldn't find me Now, my fee is love
When I bring it up You shut me out So I keep on writin' letters to myself Are you doin' alright? Are you burnin' out? Are you happy with the way it turned
Yesterday Seemed so much longer then today There must be something wrong with me I think I'm losing in oh no I must be stupid Now I'm here Yes I'm here
In a lonely shadow, he finds the key Demanding light to set him free He knows that things aren't what they always seem to mean See it all in a different
We?re goin' down, down, down, down, down in quicksand Our country?s law is left in slippery hands So many educated yet no solution We?re goin' down, down
I'm the obsessor holdin' your hand It seems you have forgotten about your man Alone in the darkness my bed's a different land Your touch intensifies and
Slow sinking feeling Kills the mood you're conveying And it pulls me far down below It might be best if you go Can it not wait and hope for the best
I like to say, I've made good use of my time while you've been away. And it's true, I've been in my piano everyday thinking of you. They talk around,
when art is all but gone will anybody care all creativity becomes standard fare I think we're closer than it seems to the equator, it's burning everything
Ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da ba ba ba da ba ba ba da riding on this wave of blue sequins
I'd like to say I make good use of my time while you've been away And it's true I've been at my piano everyday thinking of you They talk around I hear