Turn Off the Lights. I'm Watching Back to the Future pt. II

You always keep me coming back for more

So many faces in the world but I want yours

The way you make me feel inside my bones

I can't remember how it feels to be alone

And when you call my phone late at night

Anticipation always burns me up inside

Shimmy my way down underground, polluting airways in my wake

Swaying architecture, grappling a birthday cake

It's analogy backfire, in the cliché storm of backwards prose

Shoot the agony beam

Wearing sacrificial clothes

I haven't slept for weeks

Just a couple more and I'll be yours

I'll be coming homing again

And we'll tear apart those sheets

And forget the world, a little while

Get to know your form again

Say the part, say the phrase, say the meaning

I want to hear what you're seeing

Say the part, say the phrase, say the meaning

I want to know what you're feeling

If it's making sense on time, then why do I hear their whines?

If it's moves and breathes it's fine, don't let it mess with your mind

Paging Dr mess your patient's throwing food and ate his robe

You always keep me coming back for more

So many faces in the world but I want yours

The way you make me feel inside my bones

I can't remember how it feels to be alone

And when you call my phone late at night

Anticipation always burns me up inside

Shimmy my way down underground, polluting airways in my wake

Swaying architecture, grappling a birthday cake

It's analogy backfire, in the cliché storm of backwards prose

Shoot the agony beam

Wearing sacrificial clothes

Quantum something can do anything

(Easier said than done)

An accidental public confession was made

(Can't be the only one)

I was in a viper fight, but I'm alright

(That jacket looks good on most people)

Confused cause I'm too dumb to find the light

(Finally exiled)

Overcome by circumstance

I put my life in the devil's hands

Fell lower than before, lower than ever before

I know it's hard to forgive me now, but I swear I've taught myself how

To barricade the door

I won't go there anymore

Overcome by circumstance, separated by consequence

I fell lower than before, lower than I have before

If I could just get through to you, we could put in the final screws

To the barricade the door

And start back where we were

Carcinogenic isotope, we need the A-team montage

Disregard the message from the ending of the album