There's a circle of tangled wires With an endless trail into bedrooms - that connected them all So you speak lies, speak your mind But all these words can be dulled out with the pills they discovered
Pretend that I don't have a limit Your body of glass and your fingers intwined stringed They're behind your back Can be seen
You have made a terrible plan But I can still run Shot across some distant outlet Electrical lungs can't hold back a beautiful beat That's coursing my veins Cause my heart's a perfect wonder
Turning pages and signing paychecks With a stack to heaven and back It stands like a towering fear While the signal just spins around us An invisible tangling machine With an ominous gear
You pretend that I don't have a future that you can destroy With the touch of your hand on my hand Like you don't have a promise that would be kept
