The Cult
The Cult - Metaphysical Pistol songtekst
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When I look in your eyes I see a burning star I see a heart that's wild I see a place I can't define Your mind is sharp You don't miss a beat You see right through people Who can't see into you Is life just a trip from ... the maternity ward to the creamatory Is life just a trip from ... the maternity ward to the creamatory Your slight smile Holds me wrapped for a while And they can't pull me down Pull us down Pull us down Soul of flesh Burn bright in your hair Yeah people get scared They don't understand Hw beautiful you are Mistakes... money... sex... yourself... power... these are all false gods Metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate Metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light Metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate Metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light Soul of flesh Burn bright in your hair Yeah people get scared They don't understand How beautiful you are Metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate Metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light Metaphysical pistol metaphysical pistol Metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light Metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate Metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light Metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate We are sitting smack in the middle... of the beatific vision Heart full of light - money Gut full of hate - sex Heart full of light - power Gut full of hate - yourself Heart full of light - mistakes Gut full of hate - these are all false gods Heart full of light - vision Gut full of hate - vision Heart full of light Metaphysical pistol with... Gut full of hate Metaphysical pistol with... Heart full of light Metaphysical pistol with... Gut full of hate Heart full of light... Gut full of hate...