[Muffled screaming] had a bad hair day had a bad hair day had a bad hair day had a bad hair day [muffled screaming] had a bad hair day had a bad hair
by one The bolder has come The feelings gone You swallowed the sun And wave goodbye to love again Staring down Tears roll down And now that you feed
We're laughing in the face of fear again We close our eyes and watch it disappear Stepping on the stones as we sink in We jump into the fires of hopelessness
break I know we're all so self obsessed, so materialistic, over-sexed I know we're all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world
Yeah, we're gonna make mistakes Politicians shake and fakes Backs against the wall Feel the world about to blow Yeah, I wanna stay in Were gonna turn
You and I used to meet the same Wrapped together in cellophane We can try to get away Drift forever, lost in Space (We're getting better all the time
Apathy, breaking free Still waiting for the sun See me as I wait See me wait I can't see another See me wait Forever Reach a plea, honey feed Open,
Gotta learn how to think 'Cause I'm drowning in sin Just wanna taste that cinnamon skin I've gotta learn how to cry Taste the tear roll by 'Cause there
December, why does it always rain Why does it never snow Tempers, pulling you round again It only takes one word to bring you round But nothing can
Shoot holes in me Then you watch, as I bleed Sticks, sticks and stones Break my bones, as I speak Leave me to burn, as I melt In my pain Watch as I drown
Turn back another page Reading the words she sent today Feeling my capsize Gazing at photographs of you Hearing the baby cry Then watching his mother
Keep my feet on the sand Gotta take the hand that guides me there As I reach, do they stare? Do they feel the same way? I wanna be here! I wanna
It's a long way home And it's a long way down Swallowing the bitter taste Trying to find a remedy Before the crystal breaks Looking at a picture
the hooks are in But I'm okay Don't you see, we're in skin deep Cut me free again and watch me bleed Turning frequencies inside Find the perfect place
I think I'm coming round Coming round to way of thinking now Trying to find the ground Somewhere new to stop us slipping Always, always straight back
Don't you think it's sad? Happiness is dead, our rain has gone We're building up the walls Just to see them fall away Which way should I go? Further
Come back in As love get's thin and leaves you dry Found that space Only to owe you back inside You're fading like someone who's given up on life And
Telepathic, social addicts Interactive to the masses Left to our defenses as we change the colours Turn the grey skies back to blue again Oxidize Oxidize
