A broken record has a thousand answers to countless contradictions.   Your condition is running through the streets again   now you've drained your thoughts onto an empty page   with ink as red as blood   some words were never meant to be   like I was talking to myself   I drew a picture to remind me   what you look like when it's raining   use a lot of heavy words that never get you anywhere   the circle vent is cycling   another year has lived an died   Of blue tangled phone lines   of frequency that's frightening first dial to hear a strangers voice crying   and now you've drained your thoughts onto an empty page with   ink as red as blood some words were never meant to be   like I was talking to myself   figure 8 crying your silver plates   icy eyes have you seen the midnight skies   wipe the sleet from your rusting eyes   fill this room with superstitious smile a chorus of all lies   wipe the sleet from your rusting eyes   I want you to see me for the first time   your blaring jagged lips   I'm dying to taste your icy eyes   you're your blaring jagged lips   I'm dying to taste icy eyes   figure 8 I wished I was better than your skates   icy eyes can you see through my disguise   figure 8 same old sour twist of fate   jagged lips your blaring icy eyes