Antwan

What left you blank could leave you restless, out of breath

Young princess slave, the days away

Your pennies saved but often spent

What has been lost has been received

And lost in ceremony

Dying for colleagues, beautiful gift

She was a dancer for children

And she has a chance for an exit

And she was a builder of cities

And he had the lips of a cobra

They carved your portrait into woods

Our swords are still under the sheets

On TV screens and VCRs

She was a dancer for children (Hey, hey)

And she had a chance for an exit (Hey, hey)

And she was a builder of cities (Hey, hey)

And he had the lips of a cobra (Hey, hey)

Calling all jungle boys, the party's over

Poaching won't get you nothing but death

On the roof of my mouth, said on the roof of my mouth

To the bodies in the desert floor

Grab handfuls of hair, pull to belly splits

Splitting on a system that made you rich

But I was afraid of (?) policemen

She was a dancer for children (Hey, hey)

And she had a chance for an exit (Hey, hey)

And she was a builder of cities (Hey, hey)

And he had the lips of a cobra (Hey, hey)

Words

From your lips onto the ground

All the novels that you read

All the useless information

Words, we throw them at each other and mix them all together

To formulate an opinion without a second thought

My thoughts are yours, your thoughts are mine, we're just divided by

We're just divided by...

Words!

Words!

Words!

Words!

(Words!) I know why I'm talking, will you leave the light on?

(Words!) You know why I'm talking, will you leave the light on?

(Words!) You know why I'm talking, will you leave the light on?

(Words!) I know why I'm talking, will you leave the light...