Hey, don't I know you from some other life?
You were wide-eyed, and green, and a little bit taller...and you didn't look away when spoken to,
Do you still take two sugars?
You seem a little tense, and I can't help but notice how hard you appear when I look into your eyes - a violent blue.
Was it sudden? Was it clean?
Were there a lot of shades in between?
Step away, lay it off,
Throw it down, and lose yourself.
Hey, are you in there; or don't you recall when the perfume of belief was all we needed?
It was all we needed to set our sights,
So when did you throw out the rest of the world, deaf from the din of your self-righteous babble?
I think you've been blinded by your own light.
Was it hatred? Was it pride?
Or did you just have a lot to hide?
Come away, throw down,
Let it burn, and lose yourself.
Passion to ashes, to smouldering ruins,
Bathed in your violent...
Are you in there?
Are you in there?
Am I boring you?
I could say more,
We were headed for somewhere, but that was before you traded in your peace sign for a finger,
And I don't believe it's the way you were raised, or the cards you were dealt, or a poor self-image - I think you love yourself too much.
You want to rule some sovereign state,
You want to smother all in your hate,
Get away, lay down,
Scream it off, and lose yourself.
