Rapture

In my lonesome aberration

It won't settle with a crowd

You're a beast that I was raising

That surrounds you like a crown

But I need some rapture

But I got nothin' to show

And my heart ain't broken

Won't turn silver to gold

In your lonesome advocation

You don't meddle with the crown

You're a leash that I was twistin'

And it wears you like a gown

But I need some rapture

But I got nothin' to show

And my heart ain't broken

Won't turn silver to gold

Honey, won't you break some skin? Just let it out

I've got a feelin', but it ain't coming down

Honey, won't you break some bread? Just let it crack

I'm on the ceiling but you're under glass

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

Honey, won't you break some bread? Just let it crack

I'm on the ceiling, but you're under glass

Honey, won't you break some skin? Just let it out

I've got a feelin', but it ain't coming down

Oh-oh, oh

Oh-oh, oh

Ah-ah-ah

Oh-oh

Ah-ah