Vs. 1:
The creature is this Sunday afternoon
When you're across the world and I can't touch you.
And it's agonizing but now I can deal with it,
You know I would a thousand years.
You're in my flesh and bones forever,
The drug I'm most addicted to,
You're my emerald voice, so give me more.
Give me more.
Just taste me, there is no side effect.
Give me more, give me more
And every night is so desirable
CHORUS
Space cadet, you are walking into
A situation of vulnerability and you no longer can be a
Space cadet that is wandering the infinite delight
of acid's starry night, acid's starry night.
Bridge-
Don't criticize the mesmerizing gifts that Earth hides.
Any other audience would only see lunacy and 2002, forgive me now, but you're a bitch that drove me to hate.
Your ecstasy and popularity, and your music was fake and I can't
Believe it at all......
Vs. 2:
The creature is this velvet atmosphere
That dies when I run out and come back to you.
And it's agonizing but now I can deal with it,
You know I would a thousand years.
Communicate means I relate but
Keep my ways in my own hands until my emerald voice,
give me more, give me more and more and more
I'll dance in fire and not be scorched anymore.
You can take more and more and more.
A hundred years far, who will really even care.
CHORUS