It's purpose now revealed in silence Keep searching, question if this light ends I've been a victim to the blade against myself Bloodletting all of my soul Suck in, paralyzed in this vortex Reduced to silence In the dark I've lingered too long This

Instructions from the manual could not have been much more plain the blues are still required the blues are still required again Past territorial piss-posts past whispers in the closets past screamin' from the rooftops we live to survive our paradoxes

Lost not forgotten Reigning against the odds Feared and respected living among the gods Leading the empire King of the deathless soul Spirit as black as coal I am not immortal I am just a man A power-craving tyrant

Nirvana, nirvana, nirvana, nirvana When I'm feeling tired She pushed food through the door And I crawl towards the crack of light Sometimes I can't find my way Newspapers spread around Soaking all that they can A cleaning is due again

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

Trashed and scattered again, I'm feelin' so low You waste your breath while fuckin' with me, my blood is so cold I won't be the victim, but the first to cast a stone Sedated nights to the bar room fights as metropolis takes its toll And don't you try to

We took a Polaroid You signed your name up on it I put it in my wallet All of a sudden I never was looking, hmm Hoping I'd see your face again Captured the look in your eyes It's only a matter of time Before it starts fading

And how I'd love to go to Paris again (again, again, again and again) She said hello, she was letting me know We shared friends in Soho She is a pain in the nose And I'm a pain in women's clothes And you're a walking overdose in a great coat And so she

Calm will find your soul Those tired lonely lips dragged him down to the train tracks Left them purple gold lids sitting down in the basement And if we die here will we ever be back again? Dawn was likely lined in the coming of men That shuffled,

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like