As subtle as an earthquake I know,
My mistakes were made for you.
And in the back-room of a bad dream she came,
And whisked me away, enthused
And it´s as solid as a rock, rolling down a hill
The fact is that it probably will, hit something
On the hazardous terrain
And we´re just following the flock, round and in-between
Before we´re smashed to smithereens, like they were
And we scrambled from the blame
and it´s the fame that put words in her mouth, she couldn´t help but spit them out.
Innocence and arrogance intwined
In the filthiest of minds
She was spitting on her birthday, and now
A face in the crowd, she´s not
I suspect that now forever, the shape, she came to escape
Is forgot.
And it´s a lot to ask her not to sting, and give her less than everything
Around your guilty conscience she will wind
And we´re just following the flock, round and in-between
Before we´re smashed to smithereens, like they were
And we scrambled from the blame
and it´s the fame that put words in her mouth, she couldn´t help but spit them out,
Around your guilty conscience she will wind.
And it´s a lot to ask her not to sting, and give her less than everything,
Innocence and arrogance intwined