Degausser

Goodbye to sleep

I think this staying up is exactly what I need

Well, take apart your head

Take apart the counting

And the flock it has bred

Goodbye to love

Well, it's a ride that will push you up

Right against the wall

(Does everybody really need to know everyone?)

Take apart your head

(You really think you're really a part of it?)

Right against the wall

(And is your army really one of some thousands?)

Chew it up and swallow it

(Will you declare war?)

You burned bright, but you're running

I fell asleep in the incline

I can't shake this little feelin'

I'll never get anything right

Goodbye, you liar

Well, you sipped from the cup

But you don't own up to anything

Then you think you will inspire

(When I arrive, will God be waiting, pacing around His throne?)

Take apart your head

(Will He feel a little Old Testament?)

And I wish I could inspire

(And will He celebrate with fire and brimstone?)

Take apart the demon, in the attic, to the left

(I admit, I am afraid of the reckoning)

(Goodbye my love)

You burned bright, but you're running

(You wait right here, and they'll come and pick you up)

Let's sleep on the incline

(I've been on pause, but I'm shaking off the rust)

I can't shake this little feelin'

(I lost my charge, I've been degaussed)

I never say anything right (I'm on my own)

I never say anything right (I'm on my own)

I never say anything right (I'm on my own)

I never say anything right (I'm on my own)

Take me, take me back to your bed

I love you so much that it hurts my head

Say, I don't mind you under my skin

I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in

When we were made, we were set apart

Life is a test and I get bad marks

Now some saint got the job of writin' down my sins

The storm is comin', the storm is coming in

You burned bright, but you're running

I fell asleep in the alkaline

I can't shake this little feelin'

I never did anything right (I'm on my own)

I never did anything right (I'm on my own)

Take me, take me back to your bed

I love you so much that it hurts my head

I don't mind you under my skin

I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in

Well, you're my favorite bird, and when you sing

I really do wish that you'd wear my ring

No matter what they say, I am still the king

Now, the storm is comin', the storm is coming in