|
I've got a painters eye |
|
And a skilled musicians ears |
|
And I'm silent - in 7 languages |
|
And I've got all my family's fears... |
|
What lives inside you? |
|
Yeah, what stuffs your skin?? |
|
- Someone elses memory.. |
|
How come I never hear what I wanna hear |
|
How come I never see what I wanna see... |
|
The choice is small If there's choice at all |
|
But I'm holding on as if I'm going to fall |
|
Now I know how it feels |
|
- To be ragged and wild |
|
-- Whipped like a stepchild |
|
Feel the soulbender |
|
Fear's knocking at your skin |
|
Feel the soulbender |
|
Just to see if any soul is in.. |
|
Whether one want them to or not |
|
So far between a while well spent |
|
And the time spent keepin' up... |
|
Make one devoted |
|
And settle like a bird |
|
Forgive and try not to hurt |
|
Don't take your garbage |
|
- Anywhere but out.. |
|
Before the pup in your heart |
|
- Becomes a dog in your mind |
|
And it's licking my brains... |
|
Sucking reason out |
|
It will be cooking my head |
|
With the lid on tight |
|
You know how it feels: |
|
- 'Till I'm ragged and wild |
|
Whipped like a stepchild |
|
Feel the soulbender - Fear's knocking at your skin |
|
Feel the soulbender - Just to see if any soul is in.. |
|
Feel the soulbender - Fear's knocking at your skin |
|
Feel the soulbender - Bend you - Break you.. |
|
With empty eyes; Blank, like two wet stones |
|
In search for a home; In search for a soul |
|
Handed down on the family network |
|
Learning how it works... - To be a jerk.. |
|
Feel the soulbender... |
