It gets old when you talk to the sun In a tongue understood by no one Can it be that I hear what he’s saying? Is there a reason why I’m still awake?
And he says, “I’ve got you written in a black book by the railroad track. You see, I know your fate” And I say, “you’ve got to listen, I’m a songbird with a brand new track. You underestimate”
I’ll give you something to believe in Burn up a basement full of demons Realize you’re a slave to your mind, break free Now give me something to believe in Just give me… Just give me something to believe in
Every day when I speak to the moon Pale as a ghost in the afternoon Tragedy has a hold of my mind But I can see the light between the lines
And I say, “you’ve got to listen, I’m a songbird with a brand new track. You underestimate”
I’ll give you something to believe in Burn up a basement full of demons Realize you’re a slave to your mind, break free Now give me something to believe in
Promise me So, I’m afraid I’m a slave to my mind You give me something to believe in
“I’ve got you written in a black book by the railroad track. You see, I know your fate” And I say, “you’ve got to listen, I’m a songbird with a brand new track. You underestimate”
I’ll give you something to believe in Burn up a basement full of demons Realize you’re a slave to your mind, break free Just give me something to believe in Just give me… Just give me something to believe in