Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
Causin' disabilities
It's a sad disease
Of the strangest kind
Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
Do you know obsession that borders psychosis?
Hangin' in the sky
Cleanliness only comes in small doses
Taken in by the delicate noise
Takin' hold of the hem of your dress
Body in heaven and a mind full of dirt
Wanderin' around in silent wonder
Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
With the silver moon
Creepin' through my mind
There's a price that I pay for my mission
Gettin' lost in the folds of your skirt
What chance did I have?
How I suffer the sweetest condition
Bodily whole but my head's in a mess
Openin' old wounds
