She’s going to see,
The real dangers in me,
I’m a hurricane she’s a tree,
Cracking beneath me.
She won’t find comfort,
I’m just another creature,
I’m just another number,
I’m just a devil in the details,
flashing all my red scales,
She’s going to find,
She’ll unravel, unwind,
Because I’m so well timed.
I’m a clock with a mind.
She won’t find comfort,
I’m just another creature,
I’m just another number,
I’m just a devil in the details,
Flashing all my red scales.
You can see it in the things I do,
I’m another black cat torturing you,
But when you change your views,
You’ll find I’m just like you.
You can feel it in the things I do,
I’m just old news.
But when you change your views,
You’ll find I’m just like you.
Come show me the worst side of you,
I want more.
Come show me all the deeper parts of you,
I want more.
I’m sorry she’ll see, now I’m drinking,
That’s the way that I, get myself thinking,
And I work all night, for a new beginning,
Until morning light, I’ll keep drinking.
Because affluence and comfort doesn’t come from fucking slumber,
Besides I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
I’ve only got the summer to get all my shit together,
And become the boy wonder that she’s got in her head.
I’m thinking, because I’m drinking,
I’m just a devil in the details,
Flashing all my red scales.
But when you change your views,
You’ll find I’m just like you.
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