Alien Hand Syndrome Broomstick Jesus lyrics

If you want me to rise
I´ll surely stretch my limits for you,
I will, I will

Bear our own paradise,
where reason´s just the reverse of truth,
I will, I will

Freeze in the very state
of the moment you desired me most,
So don´t, so don´t

Promise me times of gold,
when all I want is crawl back into
the sadness between your thighs

Now there´s nothing here,
all is said and yet
there´s a thousand words
stuck in my throat
And I guess you´re right,
I´m silly again,
like I always act
when things break ...

Kiss me, I´m borderline
I could wake 20 hours a day,
I could, I could

Chase all your fears away
and crush all of your enemies´ bones
if you only asked me


But brave ideas demand brave people
and we´re not cut from that cloth
And so lately what we once shared
has just become the next cut

And still
I can never change
what´s been said today,
knew you couldn´t cope
but I
said it anyway,
knew I shouldn´t have
but it was what I felt,
just the truth
about how i cannot breathe
when I´m close to you
and how you complete me ...
but I don´t you

Boy ohh ohh ohh
shut up and cut the drama
oh boy oh poor boy

Boy ohh ohh ohh
now won´t you cut the drama
oh boy oh poor boy

Boy ohh ohh ohh
shut up and cut the drama
oh boy oh poor, poor boy