Angels & Airwaves

I am still without devotion
Because we’re all asleep at the wheel
Asleep and so surrounded by what we feel
Of that dream

On a rope, and pulled through the ocean
With my heart, I’m lost out at sea
And every kind of thought screams misery, so lonely
I’m drowning come lately, but I will not give up
And the words that escape me, that I’m full of good luck
And the world is an oyster with a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye, is a look that can kill
I am not without emotion
I have read, from the pain of my will
From the method I hunt, and the catch, and the thrill
And I’m Ill

I am known in the circles of envy
I’d thank God, but then what is he for?
Because I left a few a causes at his front door,
I’ll leave more

And I’m drowning come lately, but I will not give up
And the words that escape me, that I’m full of good luck
And the world is an oyster with a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye, is a look that can kill
Don’t you go, come a little bit closer now,
if you like, when you die
Lose your soul to a little on fire now,
if you like, when you die
Speak to me, cry a river of make-believe,
if you like, when you die
Close your hands, do whatever your heart commands,
you will find, when you die
You are mine

Don’t you go, come a little bit closer now,
if you like, when you die
Lose your soul to a little on fire now,
if you like, when you die
Speak to me, cry a river of make-believe,
if you like, when you die
Close your hands, do whatever your heart commands,
you will find, when you die
You are mine