Itching for a flavor
Can't resist your nature
Still waiting for a savior
High wire in a blazer
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
Blown up on the front page
Flexing in a mouse cage
Washing out that last stain
It never really goes away
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
Disconnected touch and run out of love
When you hear that crunch it weighs too much
Don't mean to fuss but ain't this enough?
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
All these wires tripped and crossed
Where does one end? The other starts
Missed connections and signal drops
Isolate that feeling and send it up
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
Iso-late
Cut it off, OK
