Held inside a party
Catered by the mind
Emotional behavior
And irrational design
Try to hide you from my unclean, my unclean mind
Put it in a costume
Turning pattern with a perfect line
Your eyes divide and follow me
With a foreign and mechanical move
Speeding through me
You're only waiting on some part
An interference with my mind
Your patterns grow me
Try to rearrange the unclean, the unclean pathway to a new
Guiding line along a polished frame
Send an empty bottle to sea
In a hollow and interior disguise
Rearrange me
You leave me hanging all the time
Your fingers move me from inside
They're cutting through me
Feel on the bodies
Our lovely ruins held inside
Your formal gestures get me high
Such strange behavior
If only I could go away
Try to see the future
I'm scanning the horizon
But I'm coming up behind
