Held inside a party
Catered by the mind
For emotional behavior
And irrational design

Tried to hide you from my unclean mind (my unclean mind)
Put it in a costume
Share your pattern with your perfect lies (perfect lies)
Let it follow me
With a foreign and a chemical remove
Speeding through me

You're only waiting on some high
And interference with my mind
Your patterns hold me

Try to rearrange the unclean mind (unclean mind)
With a pathway through
Guided right along a polished frame (a polished frame)
Send an empty bottle to sea

In a hollow and interior disguise
Rearrange me
You leave me hanging all the time
Your fingers pulled me inside
They're cutting through me

Erratic bodies
Our lovely ruins held inside
Your formal gestures get me high
Such strange behavior

If only I could program
Try to throw the future
I'm scanning the horizon
But I'm coming up behind

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Writer(s): Elizabeth Anne Harris