Из альбома: Wasted Sky
I have the mirrors, one for each of you
I reserve the absolute: I always tell the truth
all that I can see: reflections in your eyes
I am postulate one: I always lie
as above is not so below
spider webs, dotted lines hold all I behold
driven like a suicide through a noose of hope
alibi's demystified hold on..., and let go
CHORUS
... yes
take me with you
I want to belong
show me something
I need to be wrong
tell me all of
your favorite lies
warm me with your
illusory fires
fires...
lies...
CHORUS:
Driven... like suicide
Headfirst against the tide
Driven... like a suicide
Headlong into the night