Lyrics
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"Building A Mystery"
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You come out at night,
that's when the energy comes
and the dark side's light and the vampire's roam,
you strut your rasta wear and suicide poem
and a cross from a faith that died before jesus came.
You're building a mystery.
You live in a church
where you sleep with voodoo dolls
and you won't give up the search for the ghost in the halls,
you wear your sandals in the snow
and a smile that won't wash away,
can you look out the window
without you shadow getting in the way,
oh you're so beautiful with an edge and a charm
but so careful when i'm in your arms.
'Cause you're working,
building a mystery,
holding on and holding it in,
yeah you're working,
building a mystery and choosing so carefully.
You woke up screaming aloud a prayer from your secret god,
you feed off out fears and hold back your tears,
give us a tantrum and a know it all grin,
just when we need one when the evening's thin,
oh you're so beautiful,
a beautiful ****ed up man,
you're setting up your razor wire shrine,
(chorus).
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"Adia"
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Adia I do believe I failed you,
Adia I know I let you down,
don't you know I tried so hard to love you in my way,
it's easy let it go...
Adia I'm empty since you left me,
trying to find a way to carry on,
I search myself and everyone to see where we went wrong,
'cause there's no one left to finger,
there's no one here to blame,
there's no one left to talk to honey and there ain't no one to buy our innocence 'cause we are born innocent,
believe me Adia,
we are still innocent,
it's easy,
we all falter,
does it matter?
Adia I thought we could make it but I know I can't change the way you feel,
I leave with your misery a friend who won't betray,
I pull you from your tower,
I take away your pain and show you all the beauty you possess if you'd only let yourself believe that we are born innocent,
believe me Adia,
we are still innocent,
it's easy, we all falter,
does it matter?
believe me Adia,
we are still innocent,
'cause we are born innocent,
Adia we are still,
it's easy,
we all falter...but does it matter?
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"Angel"
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Spend all your time waiting for that second chance,
for a break that would make it okay,
there's always some reason to feel not good enough and it's hard at the end of the day,
I need some distraction,
oh beautiful release,
memory seeps from my veins,
let me empty and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight,
in the arms of the angel,
fly away from here,
from this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear,
you are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie you're in the arms of the angel,
may ou find some comfort there,
so tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back and the storm keeps on twisting,
you keep on building a lie,
that you make up for all that you lack,
it don't make no difference,
escaping one last time,
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh,
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees,
(chorus),
you're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
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