Kill the vicious scoundrels snapping at your feet
And everything you say makes perfect sense to me
...Or does it?
And you can sit and act like you've got it all so figured out
And you can think you're a perfect angel
You love it and it loves you
And you both see what you want to
And our capacity goes straight to hell
Straight to hell.
That spinning vicious circle’s got no entry
While the room gets dark and sticky with no exit
And where you are today makes perfect sense to me
…Or does it?
And you can sit and act like you've got it all so figured out
And you can think you are just as well
You love it and it loves you
And you both see what you want to
And our capacity goes straight to hell
Straight to hell.
Break this vicious circle
Break it…
And everything you say makes perfect sense to you
…Or does it?
