There It's over your heart It's easy to spot It's easy to find
There It's in your apartment That hidden compartment That part of a line
Same emotion as you
I'm on a medicated postcard
There's an enemy encroachment There's an easy way to deal with that With a wingspan of five miles Named for the whole five thousand There's no need to pad locks There's no sign of phantoms
They're all wearing the same socks Kind of relapse Numbered buildings The same stock never feed that
And if you stay one more I'll leave with you
Here It's something too far It's out of your sight You're out of your mind
There Where nothing is spoken Cause something is broken There just isn't time There's a strange itching Up inside your head Some remains Something will exude from there
