LYRIC
He told me all I could ask
The politician bleats so blind
With his hard hat on rotating in a circle
Gimme some rosacea, nicotine to stain ya
Boys on the altar waiting to be crushed [Pre Chorus] (You wanna know) But as he takes the stage I'm gone
(You wanna know) Oh, what the hell is all this? [Chorus] Oh, is it in the way he calls your name?
Or is it in the way he prays for rain?
The wheel is turning now
It's really turning now [Break] Bone, to the blade
My letter, white feather, no halves
"Dread," that's what the devil said
My prison, my prison, my guard [Verse 2] He laid his hands upon me
He took ahold of my life
The terror and the old blood screech
When you mix those colours something's gonna happen
I don't wanna see them, I don't wanna know them
I spasm on the floor and wait for it to end [Pre Chorus] (You wanna know) But as he throws the crutches down
(You wanna know) Eleven thousand knees bent let them know you're coming [Chorus] Oh, is it in the way he calls your name?
Or is it in the way he makes you pray?
The wheel is turning now
It's really turning now [Breakdown] Do you wanna know how far you've come?
Do you have any idea?
Do you have any ideas?
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