I was outside my window singing love songs and I have heard it all before.
They say they're better than all the other birds who are beautiful and more,
And I agree.
Somebody ask me what I believe.
My heart's a ghost-town, the world's a breeze,
There's something haunted inside of me.
The workers in my fingers hate their day jobs and they are screaming to be free -
They hate the mountains, fear the morning and think the sunset's our disease,
And I agree.
Somebody tell me what I believe.
My eyes are children, the world's a screen
And I'm directing a comedy.
I bet you're just like me, maybe exactly
Just like a champion's [???], almost exactly.
Rotate my mouth inwards and eat my heart out cuz I am in over my head.
The bar's been raised where I once stood and I am hanging by a thread.
I'll have you know, all those words that you have said.
The world's a spider, my heart's a web,
My thoughts are insects; they'll soon be dead.
I bet you're just like me, maybe exactly
Just like a champion's [???]
Almost exactly
I bet you're just like me, maybe exactly
Just like a champion's [???]
Almost exactly