It's a back-to-what-we-know, getting-loaded night
We can taste it in the air and each other's eyes
And I can sing about it with an open mind
We can laugh about it
With our backs against the wall, getting loaded might
Open up a can of worms and my crow is tired
He's an early riser, needs an early night
He's on autopilot
He says, "You read about it in your book of lies...
...I sincerely doubt it".
So you can surrender it all if you like
Or you can remember it all if you like
There are times I can't recall what it was like
But I rarely forget
I wanted to get in your head
I wanted to make sense of all the codshit you have said
I'm comfortable lying here prone
I'm just going to lurk till it's my turn to get you alone
All alone
So you can surrender it all if you like
Or you can remember it all if you like
I confess there are times when I can't even recall what you look like
I wanted to empty my head
I wanted to make sense of all the bullshit I have read
I let all my demons run free
I sent them to tell you that I'm sat here
Waiting, holding the key
And it's your turn to come to me
Come to me.
