The time has come, to reach a new realization 'tween me and you
Time to clear the rumors, sensations, and things that just are not true
Well I thought I heard you behind me
With a knife straight for my back
It's quite clear that I'm back in the swing of a-living
Although I might not be on the right track
Oh thought I might drown but its hard to keep a good man down
Town's where you'll find me, through some ill-gotten hand
Although I never listen, girl, I damn well understand
And you think I'm so damn feeble
I can't see through your lies, you're just a crock of shit
With a pretty smile and I refuse to compromise
Oh, you give me such a heavy, heavy, heavy load
You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can be found in a lie
Maybe some grain of inspiration, for a song that's deep inside
Oh, tears running down your face
You're screaming "Look me in the eye."
Well I'm looking straight at your twisted face
And it's enough to make me cry
Oh passions, they're for those who want to
Pay the price of loving you
In more ways than one
Wrapped around your finger
But I think my time has come
But I never can be too sure
Cuz I like to have a little fun
Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun
A mind is a precious thing to taste
Time to clear the rumors, sensations, and things that just are not true
Well I thought I heard you behind me
With a knife straight for my back
It's quite clear that I'm back in the swing of a-living
Although I might not be on the right track
Oh thought I might drown but its hard to keep a good man down
Town's where you'll find me, through some ill-gotten hand
Although I never listen, girl, I damn well understand
And you think I'm so damn feeble
I can't see through your lies, you're just a crock of shit
With a pretty smile and I refuse to compromise
Oh, you give me such a heavy, heavy, heavy load
You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can be found in a lie
Maybe some grain of inspiration, for a song that's deep inside
Oh, tears running down your face
You're screaming "Look me in the eye."
Well I'm looking straight at your twisted face
And it's enough to make me cry
Oh passions, they're for those who want to
Pay the price of loving you
In more ways than one
Wrapped around your finger
But I think my time has come
But I never can be too sure
Cuz I like to have a little fun
Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun
A mind is a precious thing to taste
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