I wanna be on the front line
knotted up suit ties
Talking like a headstrong mamma
Got a picture in your wallet
Making me a habbit
wearing your vintage t-shirt
Tied ribbons on your top pad
Telling me I'm all that
just like the girls
from your hometown
Sweet blooded and up-stranded
see if I can stand it
shrinking in the shallow water
Magnetic everything about you
You really got me now
You did to me so well
Hypnotic taking over me
Make me feel like someone else
You got me talking in my sleep
I don't wanna come back down
I don't wanna touch the ground
I'm sick of pushing down so deep
Hypnotic taking over me
You did to me so well
Hypnotic taking over me
Make me feel like someone else
You got me talking in my sleep
I don't wanna come back down
I don't wanna touch the ground
I'm sick of pushing down so deep
Hypnotic taking over me
White threads on my laces
Struck on the hinges
swinging the door to the back yard
Cut splinters, walk a tightrope
Spun like a bandage
touch on the outer surface
Bright eyes of the solstice
wherever your mind is headed
for a freight train city