Don't Cut Your Fabric

Head trip on the scene again Pumping in the veins of the rabid mouths to feed Head back, obsolete Trapped with the secrets that I cannot keep today You got it, intrusive Erratic, elusive Your heart aches, infliction Sporadic in an aging contradiction I have a dream, it's them and not me (You lied, you lied, you lied, oh my) Sugar my life, sweeten my tea (You lied, you lied, you lied, oh my) You've got your hands around my throat You've got your eyes inside my back You lied, you lied, oh Head spun by a thousand spiders s*cked into their late night infomercials Rolled back with every beat Bound to the bond on a greater feature feat You got it, intrusive Erratic, elusive Your heart aches, infliction Sporadic in an aging contradiction I have a dream, it's them and not me (You lied, you lied, you lied, oh my) Sugar my life, sweeten my tea (You lied, you lied, you lied, oh my) You've got your hands around my throat You've got your eyes inside my back You lied, you lied You've got your hands around my throat I have a dream, it's them and not me (You lied, you lied, you lied, oh my) Sugar my life, sweeten my tea (You lied, you lied, you lied, oh my) You've got your hands around my throat You've got your eyes inside my back You lied, you lied, oh