When
the wind blows through your mind,
distorting your perception of reality,
crashing and smashing through the corridors of your soul,
making you feel old.
Chilling your heart with a desperate cold that takes hold
of the panic-stricken thoughts that shoot red hot blanks.
Teasing and believing every dirty lie I tell you,
filling you with uproar,
confusion,
not a new solution but a bad at something,
wise deep confusion.
And the choir out their sunglasses on
as an eagle with death on its mind,
moves sideways
across the prison of your everything.
Look out slowly,
yes you don't know me,
I'm your new Hollywood clone,
so leave me alone
while I memorize my lines of confusion.
Red hot burning,
confusion raining in my eyes,
I tell no lies, it's a part of the confusion.
Red hot burning,
confusion raining in my eyes,
I tell no lies,
it's a part of the confusion.
Red hot burning,
confusion raining in my eyes, I tell no lies,
it's a part of the confusion.
Look out slowly,
yes you don't know me,
I'm your new Hollywood clone,
so leave me alone
while
I memorize my lines of confusion.
Red hot burning,
confusion raining in my eyes,
I tell no lies,
it's a part of the confusion.
The confusion.