Two people touching lips, hands on each other's hips, nothing else in the world but one another.
The 42nd floor, on a distant shore, I wonder how we strayed so far from this.
Remember when we were, just flesh and bone. You sir, may have forgotten how good your world could be.
So, put down your hollow tips, and kiss your lovers lips, and know that fate is what you make of it.

Please end this, please end this, before this ends us , ends us, ends us.

I wanna stay inside, I wanna stay inside for good, I wanna stay inside, for good, for good, for good, for good, for good, for good...

I read the news today, and everything they say, just makes me want to stay inside and wait.
But a part of me knows, that waiting in the throes, is on a par with reading with my eyes closed.

"What Can I do?", You say, it's just another day, in the life of apes with ego trips.
Put down your hollow tips, and kiss your lover's lips, and know that fate is what we make of it.

Please end this, please end this, before this ends us, ends us, ends us.

I wanna stay inside, I wanna stay inside for good, I wanna stay inside, for good, for good, for good, for good, for good, for good...

I'm gonna stay inside, I'm gonna stay inside for good, I'm gonna stay inside, for good...

Fuck off.