CRASH


I put my best foot first and it got burnt, communication always hurts.
I got myself so deep inside a hole,
I taste the air get thin as I get old, as I get old.
I don't think so.
She's my hands, she's my hands
Picks me up when I crash down.
Build me wings so I can glide
She's my novocaine ride.
Novocaine.
Pick up the pieces of my world, glue them together, I wish I could.
I can't believe it as the picture fades, just like a TV, but the sound remains.
I don't think so, no I don't think so.
She's my hands, she's my hands
Picks me up when I crash down.
Build me wings so I can glide
She's my novocaine ride.
Feel it as I shake
Shatter illusions fade
Taste my bitter tears
Cut my heart with shears.
I don't think so. No, I don't think so.
She's my hands, she's my hands
Picks me up when I crash down.
Build me wings so I can glide
She's my novocaine ride.
She's my hands, she's my hands
Picks me up when I crash down.
Novocaine.