I want to die tonight So nothing will ruin this Is what a psychopath might say If they wrote lyrics
I'm not self referential for the hell of it I used to think hell was the bottom of the pit of my stomach Before school where I'd cry the night before To make myself ill I can't hold back the fear that I'm alive And I wonder how I look in other peoples eyes
So make this moment special Freeze it Shoot it into space And don't make me relive it
So make this moment special Freeze it Shoot it into space And please let me relive it
Do everything from memory Do everything from memory Do everything from memory Do everything from memory (Eel, eel, eel)
Make yourself an eel So you can shock (Shock, Shock) And slip away
Operator. Operating. Operated. I'm tired of telephone etiquette I write scripts before I pick up the phone So please stick to it Don't ad lib your lines I didn't expect that question So I'll just hold on the line Dial tone in 3, 2, 1...
I want to die tonight So nothing will ruin this Is what a psychopath might say If they wrote lyrics
I'm not self referential for the hell of it I used to think hell was the bottom of the pit of my stomach Before school where I'd cry the night before To make myself ill Cos you cant make me go if I'm not here You cant make me go if I'm not here
Do everything from memory Dance from everything And die from memory Drew all my body from memory when I die And shoot me off to space Don't lie
A coffin through every stained glass window
And at the end I'll remember
I'm a thousand different people in stained glass Giving me the irony of being touched By a light that shoots right through me And makes you see me And shoots right through me And makes you see me