...And The Battle Begun

Am I crazy because I want to touch your skin?

Is it ludicrous that I've got nothing to believe in that

was built by human hands or controlled by demand?

So if love is true, let's burn the factory,

take off your shoes it's time for dancin'

I never leave the house without a pocket of pills,

operator, operator I've got no solitude

from the digging hands (no way)

I think I'm losing it and I can't keep up

operator, operator it's nothing personal

but i'm choking tears, I'm thinking bout giving in

It's no better than before, it's just never mentioned

We keep running this race that can't be won,

I keep coming up empty

Doctor doctor you know they try to sell my trust

and they call me crazy

Box to box you know it never stops,

we're playing boomerang highways

in an endless search for meaning

I pray for something real

One kiss for all the world, a taste for all that's precious

Take it away release all your tension

All their paper never feels like my lovers kiss

or the warmth of her touch while we dream

so if I'm insane so be it, I'll trade in everything

One kiss for all the world, one more for all that's precious

Are we going nowhere?

We need disaster to love until we're blinded

indeed we are caught, what if we get free?

Take it away and it's all your strife

Take it away release all your tension