- cifra
Before you split, house-train the body
You leave behind
There's only one voice you can count on
To keep you down
Skin the bees and stripe the ceiling
Where you wake up
'Cause all the movement under cover
Is just bad luck
I change my head so
I won't be followed
I change my head so
My friends don't call me
I change my head so
No one can fault me
I change my head
So I won't be bored
You know the certain brand of escape
That gives you hope
And so afraid of being found out
You let it go
You never had the kind of focus
To play a part
Now soar away and give up people
It's like an art
I change my head so
I won't be followed
I change my head so
My friends don't call me
I change my head so
No one can fault me
I change my head
So I won't be bored
