Something 'bout a school in June

Sun in empty room

Cast a spell or break a jinx

Smell the color blue


I know the way

I know the way and I like it


King of youth or fool forever?

Long ago I died

Liars moon and Jesus soon

The son; he's never lied


I know the way

I know the way and I like it


Victim of your lies and round, black circles 'round my eyes

Down and out. Always gone

Mind's a blank 'cause I'm not wrong

Lied to me and could not see that green men hang in outer space

I hid back on bigger clouds with crying fools and killer clowns


REPEAT CHORUS


Victim of the Son X7