Im a fucker with a bad invention
Its time to sell my soul
I started out with a good intention
But got out of control

You cant see me until you understand me
Thats where you all go wrong
Well find the truth in a new dimension
That got ran off the road

Lifes a limitation my friend
Youve got the love, youve got the money
So stay alone and fake your concerns
Stick close and say hello to your ghost

Copyright 2005 Bangkok Music