Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers - State Of The Art lyrics

Had I not known the darkness I could not love the light Were it not for gravity there would be no flight Had I not lost the path, I'd have never found my way Equal parts my heart I gave to bloom and to decay With a rattle and a grind I find that I'm back at my favorite part But I may not be your kind if your kind is faint or heart When the World is sick and tired and it's begging you to fall apart You may be hanging by a thread but now you're state of the art Oooohh I call upon my demons as I call upon my saints I lend an equal ear to each and I suffer no complaints When the furies be your ushers and the shadows be your guide The best way out of hell is through the other side With a rumble and a grind I find that I'm back at my favorite part Well I may not be your kind if your kind is faint or heart When the World is sick and tired and it's begging you to fall apart You may be hanging by a thread but now you're state of the art You may be hanging by a thread but now you're state of the art Ooohhh With a rumble and a grind I find that I'm back at my favorite part Well I may not be your kind if your kind is faint or heart When the World is sick and tired and it's begging you to fall apart You could be hanging by a thread but now you're state of the art Yeah you're hanging by a thread but now you're state of the art Yeah you're hanging by a thread but now you're state of the art Hey! Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la ooohhh Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la ooohhh Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la ooohhh