you are my torch
you take the pain away
trapped under glass
pining for you
yearning to join you
you are my torch...
we can dose up on cigarettes & speed
& trawl the mainstreet again
same scene, different day
let's numb the pain for old times sake
& we sing...
oh lord & we sing
words like armour
we dance among the debris
this concept of failure
inhales & prays for relief
something wrong
somehow under siege
more man than machine
& maybe inside i feel old, i feel ugly
& maybe the outside is clawing back in
the wires that i severed i never said leave
the lies that i told you to make you believe in me...
i'm coming home
believe in me.