Из альбома: Identical Remote Controlled Reactions
It's in the sky, chronicled
The colour gleams, ultra clean
Stripped back to expose one eye
Always waiting patiently, numb
Temptation of salvation, crumbling
You tripped on a hole you dug
Look to the sky, in the fading light
You see yourself rise
It's coming back home to come and get you
Eating you from the inside out
Fade in time, feel the weight of surprise
Undisguised, whispered alibies
You got a dirty face
Please arrive at a place in time
See the prize twisted in your eyes
You got a dirty face
Oh you smell nice to entice, fool
Cos in the last 24 people fooled you more
Just let you do it, fathead
But you better, goddamn
Oh no, now you just look dead
But you know it's too late to know now
Oh no, now you just look dead
Dead.
I will wait along time.