| You're a weapon of devotion | |
| Keep the faithful entertained | |
| You're a lover of attention | |
| Found a way to pawn the soul | |
| Disposition may be fetching | |
| But the world moves on and leaves you far behind | |
| I hear you, I hear you, whispering such gorgeous stories | |
| I see you, I see you, trying to break free | |
| You liar, you liar, you can't live the dreams you're spinning | |
| You liar, love to be deceived | |
| You're falling, you're falling, falling from your god-like distance | |
| You're fashion, just fashion, fashion doesn't keep | |
| You're sour, so sour, all is hope and trust is misplaced | |
| You're sour, now you are alone | |
| Walking on fire, feel the way the world's inclining | |
| Walking on fire, hate to deceive | |
| Walking on fire, now the world will keep its distance | |
| Walking on fire, you rather than me | |
| My son says, dear father, what did you do when the world turned over | |
| Keep spinning, keep spinning, send us off to sleep | |
| You liar, you liar, all your words are just dust in moonshine | |
| You liar, love to be deceived | |
| Walking on fire, found a place away from humans | |
| Walking on fire, hate to deceive | |
| Walking on fire, now the world will keep its distance | |
| Walking on fire, you rather than me |