Every time time stops I start thinking I'm something I'm not
My gut starts sinking
I need my sin like change need linking
Like God needs making out
Like a man needs making
Turn up everything everywhere
I hear nothing but white noise pooring in through my thin failed skin
I'm breathing in bad air
Book another life and take me somewhere
Deep down they tell me I'm OK
Better start thinking, I don't wanna be all day
I choose every second I'm giving
Do I work for a death? Do I work for a living?
I'll sing my praises, not two ways about making the call
What goes? What stays?
There's no tomorrow's left, just today's
I'm channeling something, channeling something
Lie low
Soak up your shadow
Saddle up silk horses
Drive them through the black smoke
Lense flare
I fall deep into the heart where slipping on whispers coming up nowhere
Wanna get let through fat on my share
This is where we head to self hell elsewhere
Hot ties lies lare, right cuts left and promises belly up
Wrinkle in the wet sand
My pride's in Lalalaland
Hitch my ride, I sit when you stand
Don't mind being left at light
As long as I'm straight back
Stand up see through
Even in pitch black we'll know who's fool
Give me my voice back, untied tongue tied
Run through skies till cloud smoke fills my rattling eyes
I've never been left so dead or alive
I'm round and wild
I'm channeling something, channeling something
Lie low
Soak up your shadow
Saddle up silk horses
Drive them through the black smoke
Lie low
Soak up your shadow
Saddle up silk horses
Drive them through the black smoke