6.45 in the morning in december 

I'm waiting for the dawning of the sunlight and remember 

Your slender, fragile figure asleep beside me 

You shivered and weeped as idly in your sleep as when you lied 

We could start things all over from scratch 

And put it all behind us, move it outside and close the blinders 

But it doesn't work that way, you can't erase an emotion 

Placing a notion like that might seem hard like facing an ocean 

Of cold facts, keep tripping over your own tracks 

When you feel like a derailed train hit with a poll tax 

More wax than in a female flame, that candle 

So much funky shit inside my brain i can't handle 

The experience was shattering, the beating and the battering 

Were not too flattering, i had to take the matter into 

My own hands, my scattering programmes 

Were gathering romance, and i had her in slow jams 

Then it broke across the table your eyes are wandering 

I'm unable to see straight, the world is distorted, unstable 

My lifeline inside this microphone cable 

Barricade and barrage it with another mad fable for 

Jezebel who burned me like the fires in hell 

I couldn't tell if you fell into my arms like a bell or a treasure 

Felt too much to even measure 

Too much pleasure made me forget all about the pain 

To sustain the hurt you can no longer avert 

Stay alert and avoid everything you can't trust 

Dust-to-dust, dirt-to-dirt is what you must 

Face like the facts, happiness turns to rust again 

Bust and broken, torn apart like a token 

See the fire and the smoke, but you don't know who's smoking 

Or revoking, drying up the pillow that was soaking in tears 

What if the smoke clears from fears never spoken out loud? 

Can't even speak to you, my head is bowed 

Never vowed, but assumed and hoped for too much 

Constant touch, now getting nothing of the such 

The only love that i now cling to is the mic that i clutch 



Step back, back, front, side to side 

Step back, back, front, side to side 

Step back, back, front, side to side 

Side to side, side to side 



Try smiling when the sleet beats you 

When your feet speed through the street 

See through the people when they greet you 

I need an EQ, my voice is echoing the deep blue around me 

With no one to speak to 

Yo! it's me, dude, how you been? 

Trying to re-fuel 

For sure, it's only the second week you alone right? 

But yo, read this article in GQ and it said 

When a girl leaves you, they make it seem cruel 

But be true to yourself, and you'll find a new queen too 

Take it easy, man 

Yeah 

It's been cool 

Dear god let this keen fool find himself atleast two 

Meters of rope and a green stool 

I proceed to the next corner, i'm vexed, torn when i meet you 

But not for long, you always seem to stop the wrong 

Kind of deep feud, we're at a table holding teaspoons 

It's awkward, guess it'll ease soon 

How's the band and all? told you we'd release new 

Material in may, turn away, adjust my seat, move to say 

I'd like my records back now and leave soon 

Don't ask if i'll be ok, i will if i need to