Take her to the room, take her to the room
Take her to the room, find out what's wrong with her
Take her to the room, find out what's wrong
But there's nothing wrong with her
It's the reel of only one venture
Taking me back to a stainless closure
Pull apart the little girl strapped on that X-ray
Pull apart the little churl so she can't get away
Epic trouble in slumberland
Forgot the dreams that I had
Because of the trouble in my head
Septic colons spur the lift of the man
We write with a doubt in our head
We write with a doubt in our head
We write with a doubt in our head
We write with a doubt in our head
We write with a doubt in our head
Take her to the room, take her to the room
Find out what's wrong, there's nothing wrong with her
Filthy sand
Is all I had
With dreams of trouble
All I had
Was one woman
X-Ray was written by Adalita & Raúl Sánchez i Jorge & Dean Turner & Adam Robertson.
X-Ray was produced by Lindsay Gravina & Magic Dirt.
Magic Dirt released X-Ray on Mon Apr 06 1998.