You come out at night That's when the energy comes And the dark side's light And the vampires roam You strut your rasta wear And your suicide poem And a cross from a faith That died before jesus came You're building a mystery
You live in a church Where you sleep with voodoo dolls And you won't give up the search For the ghosts in the halls You wear sandals in the snow And a smile that won't wash away Can you look out the window Without your shadow getting in the way Oh you're so beautiful With an edge and a charm But so careful When I'm in your arms
Chorus 'cause you're working Building a mystery Holding on and holding it in Yeah you're working Building a mystery And choosing so carefully
You woke up screaming aloud A prayer from your secret god You feed off our fears And hold back your tears
Give us a tantrum And a know it all grin Just when we need one When the evening's thin
Oh you're a beautiful A beautiful fucked up man You're setting up your Razor wire shrine
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