You are my torch
You take the pain away
Trapped under glass
Pining for you
Yearning to join you
You are my torch...
We can dose up on cigarettes and speed
And trawl the mainstreet again
Same scene, different day
Let's numb the pain for old times sake
And we sing...
Oh Lord, and we sing
Words like armour
We danse among the debris
This concept of failure
Inhales and prays for relief
Something wrong
Somehow under siege
More man than machine
And maybe inside I feel old
I feel ugly
And maybe the outside is clawing back in
The wires that I severed I never said leave
The lies that I told you to make you believe in me...
I'm coming home
Believe in me