Toy-like people make me boy-like I see myself in there upon my lover I found a reason I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my era so You lick a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways

Gotta get my head together, my head together I been tryna keep my head together I've been hangin' by a thread With my feet over the edge Got my back against the wall Will this nightmare ever end? Will I break before I bend? If I slip and lose it all,

But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? And if I had the guts To put this to your head If you're already dead? Before I pull this trigger Your eyes vacant and stained And should I be shocked now By the last thing you said?

It just a musical vibe Just a go to mi head I cannot keep it under cover, I cannot keep it under the shed Got to show it inna touch this how I make my bread Dem say this is easy, dat done than said Considering all, it is really another bread Must have fi

Beneath the curse of these lovers eyes But do not ask the price I pay I must live with my quiet rage Tame the ghosts in my head That run wild and wish me dead Should you shake my ash to the wind Lord forget all of my sins And let me die where I lie I

How do I close thine eyes of murder? How do I close thine eyes of murder Staring into me? This is our last goodbye (Our last goodbye) In love and death we cry Fuck you all My redemption is knowing This will be over

I send it back on you. I can't breathe when I am suffocating. Committed yesterday, now I am over my head. I can't breathe when it's complicated. It's falling down on me, This misery. With every breath, Every time I close my eyes, I can't escape these

You're the reason, the only reason When I close my eyes and try to sleep I fall apart, I find it hard to breathe Even though my dizzy head is numb, I swear my heart is never giving up Don't talk, let me think it over How we gonna fix this? How we gonna

I kiss you blush Some kind of lust I want to feel my head overthrown I've got enough It's in the touch I kiss your knees and I try to be bold I try not to reason with myself. Should be calling, Calling for your help

Over my dead body I'm gonna go to sleep Something for the rag and bone man Something big is gonna happen Someone's son or someone's daughter This is how I end up sucked in Let this wash all over me We don't really want a monster taking over Tiptoe