Nine Eleventh Blade

Owh, the razor maid,
That's why I called her,
I bet you'd pick him up,
Mess around with him,
If I put it down,
It gets extremely complicated,
Anything to forget everything.

Got to take me out,
At least once a week,
And they amend your arms,
While I'm at your feet,
I know exactly what you're thinking,
You won't say it now,
Cause in your heart it's gone.

Oh, no, my feelings are more important than yours,
Top that, I do care, I will worry,
There you go.

Oh the racer's blade,
Wish it would snap this road,
The world is in your hand,
Or it's at your throat,
At times it's not that complicated,
Anything and fucking everything.

He will never talk,
But he was not tough,
She was a street smart girl,
But she could not laugh,
They were perfect for each other,
Say it now,
Cause in your heart it's love.

Oh God, my feelings are more important than yours,
Drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry,
Hey..

Streamline,
Your tears are more imported with gold,
Of course.

Everyone you wanted,
Every way that we were different now,
I don't wanna know.

Tell me, tell me, tell me,
No....don't
Okay.

I just nod,
I've never been so good at shaking hands,
The frozen suck themselves with fireballs,
The cities come together,
To hate each other in the name of sport.

America,
Nothing is religious if you're keen.

I looked up to you,
But you thought I would look the other way.

And they'll hear,
What you wanna hear,
And they'll take,
What you wanna take.

Don't be sad,
We'll never have to like this anymore,
So when's it coming,
This glassless great moment that I can join.

You want him here,
Your faith has to be greater than your fear.

Believe me,
Even if they're right,
I'm sorry,
All the vultures,
Will leave the dancers all waiting,
You are lucky,
Forty more points to your mother,
Well they'll use you,
Trapped in anothe dimension.

Drop your guard,
You don't have to be smarter than the Time,
I got a mind full of banks,
I'm late to go somewhere fast,
And don't be shy,
Oh no, at least deliberately.

No one really cares when it's right anymore,
Oh I got music,
Coming out from my hands and feet and prison.

There is how,
And what was done,
All my dreams,
Has all gone wrong.

Forgive me,
Even if they are out of glory,
All the vouchers,
You left gazettes at the door, waiting,
We're so quick to,
Point out our own flaws in others,
Complicated,
Members on earth with the robots.

If you believe in this world,
You're gonna buy it...

But don't you pay.