Antwan

What left you blank could leave you restless, out of breath
Young princess slave, the days away
Your pennies saved but often spent

What has been lost has been received
And lost in ceremony
Dying for colleagues, beautiful gift

She was a dancer for children
And she has a chance for an exit
And she was a builder of cities
And he had the lips of a cobra

They carved your portrait into woods
Our swords are still under the sheets
On TV screens and VCRs

She was a dancer for children (Hey, hey)
And she has a chance for an exit (Hey, hey)
And she was a builder of cities (Hey, hey)
And he had the lips of a cobra (Hey, hey)

Calling all jungle boys, the party's over
Poaching won't get you nothing but death
On the roof of my mouth, said on the roof of my mouth
To the bodies in the desert floor

Grab handfuls of hair, pull to belly splits
Splitting on a system that made you rich
But I was afraid of (?) policemen

She was a dancer for children (Hey, hey)
And she has a chance for an exit (Hey, hey)
And she was a builder of cities (Hey, hey)
And he had the lips of a cobra (Hey, hey)

Words from your lips onto the ground
All the novels that you read
All the useless information

Words, we throw them at each other and mix them all together
To formulate an opinion without a second thought
My thoughts are yours, your thoughts are mine just divided by
We're just divided by words, words, words, words!

I know why I'm talking, will you leave the light on?
You know why I'm talking, will you leave the light on?

You know why I'm talking, will you leave the light on?
I know why I'm talking, will you leave the light?