Black Egg

You must be crazy

Or could it be true that your memory's been so unkind?

So tired and lazy

You never could search for the things that you wanted to find

Bound by a fear of a knife in your back

The look on your face says you're starting to crack

You're putting it down as a dent in your pride

Misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side

Can't face the demons

'Cause there's not a demon would want to be snared in your eyes

So you say you're leaving

Pack up your bags and you paint on a whole new disguise

Out of the door like a fox on the hunt

There's fire in your eyes, someone's gonna get burnt

You're looking for somewhere to lay down and hide

Misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side

Thorn in your side

Thorn in your side

Thorn in your side

Bound by a fear of a knife in your back

The look on your face says you're starting to crack

You're putting it down to a dent in your pride

The misery's sticking to you, yeah yeah yeah

Out of the door like a fox on the hunt

There's fire in your eyes someone's gonna get burnt

You're looking for somewhere to lay down and hide

The misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side

You burn the bridges

By doing it all for the sake of a little respect

You cut the stitches

By giving it all to the heart of a little black egg

Bound to the cross by the nails in your hand

Looking for someone who might understand

Carrying on like your spirit has died

Misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side

Thorn in your side

Thorn in your side

Thorn in your side

Yeah