The things I need are love and greed, greed
Tonight I want somewhere to be
All I am can only be if I cede
To the first man born to breed
My faces argue here with me, the people sleep
I enter, intervene between
It serves a higher will than me
The will to k** the need to —
Breed with me
Breed with
This is the voice that lives in your head
These are the years you've taken to bed
Open your arms and I'll give them to you
We're all in the chopping grounds
Breed with me
Breed with me
Some days I crawl down in between
Some days I'm living in a dream
Over the counter and onto the pew
I've got the colors of everything new
Hold out your arms and I'll give it to you
And it's blue
Blue