Give me a minute 'cause I'm wrapped in superstition Pour me a chemical to take away the edge Don't make up anything that's breaking all your fingers Just slap around a bit of what it takes to pledge
Carry out another stone as a slave Ask general-know-it-all who's juggling the earth? Tease all the natives that will walk across your grave And shove aside your nation all for what it's worth
(chorus) Beat yourself blind (repeat 6x) An open eyes and a closed mind
Look at the suit in suspended animation A faded outline that used to be a man A piece of paper that's fallen out a window Has got a better chance to know where it will land
(repeat chorus)
To bleed in vain, to bleed in vain--under my eyes are painted skies Down at the boneyard, they're diggin' up the relics Handfuls of parasites thrown into machines I got the phone call they're tearin' down the mission The zombies had a ball, but don't know what it means
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