You got our blessings and we touched your face
But there was something in the way you pulled the team
A self-involvement to the first degree
Like hearing drumming coming from undersea

You got a hundred friends and you mess around
You do this and say that and move all over town
And it's so right it's what you (And it feels so right it's what you) gotta do.
And it looks so right in the magic mirror that you never wanna step into.

All you get are (All you get is)
Hot and cold skulls
Or you get
Nothing at all.

Copyright: Mute Song Limited
Writer(s): JENNIFER R HERREMA, NEIL M HAGERTY