A broken record has a thousand answers to countless contradictions. Your condition is running through the streets again now you've drained your thoughts onto an empty page with ink as red as blood some words were never meant to be like I was talking to myself I drew a picture to remind me what you look like when it's raining use a lot of heavy words that never get you anywhere the circle vent is cycling another year has lived an died Of blue tangled phone lines of frequency that's frightening first dial to hear a strangers voice crying and now you've drained your thoughts onto an empty page with ink as red as blood some words were never meant to be like I was talking to myself figure 8 crying your silver plates icy eyes have you seen the midnight skies wipe the sleet from your rusting eyes fill this room with superstitious smile a chorus of all lies wipe the sleet from your rusting eyes I want you to see me for the first time your blaring jagged lips I'm dying to taste your icy eyes you're your blaring jagged lips I'm dying to taste icy eyes figure 8 I wished I was better than your skates icy eyes can you see through my disguise figure 8 same old sour twist of fate jagged lips your blaring icy eyes