It slipped my mind
And for that time
I felt completely free
Oh what a troubled,
Silent, poor boy
A pawn into a queen
I laugh now
But later’s not so easy
I gotta stop,
The will is strong, but the flesh is weak
Guess that’s it
I’ve made my bed, I’m lying in it
I’m still hanging on
Bird upon the wires
I fall between the waves
I avoid your gaze
Pattern out of phase
A pawn into a queen
I laugh now
But later’s not so easy
I gotta stop
The will is strong, but the flesh is weak
Guess that’s it
I’ve made my bed, I’m lying in it
And it’s eating me up
It’s eating me up
It’s eating me up
If I could feel all the snakes on my heads
It’s eating me up
If I could feel all my snails on my heads
It’s eating me up
If I could feel all my snares and my nets