Like the raven to the dove You always speak from far above Got the spike still in your heart? Do you remember where to start again Those phrases, they expired years ago You really love it when they bow to you Still the same contemptuous smile I know I’m getting over you
You think you’re radical, rechargeable? Inflatable! You’re incurable You think you’re radical? Not repairable! Infusible. You’re never radical
With the anger of a rat In the sewer, sensing blood Did you score again with scorn Be wary not to warn against fraud The foundations of the house That you’ve built up just to burn it down I’ll stay unapproachable to you I know I’m getting over you