Somewhere deep inside
Something's got a hold on you
And it's pushing
She said I could never do that
but I know you
Out here in panic and alarm
Black shapes gather in the
you opened up your door
I couldn't believe my luck
you in
Kill eye a fiery retreat from the stars
Kill eye he
I get your tongue in the mail
No one is wise
Love
Than a mansion in the slums
The taste of success only
Don't stand around like friends at a funeral
Eyes to the
Now you're heading down to get someone
should've done what he
when you come across the sea
me like a beacon guiding