A broken record has a thousand answers to countless contradictions Your condition is flooding through the streets again. Now you've drained your thoughts onto an empty page with ink as red as blood. Some words were never meant to be Like I was talking to myself I drew a picture to remind me of what you look like when it's raining You use a lot of heavy words that never get you anywhere The circumfile needs cycling Another year has lived and died Through blue tangled phone lines A frequency that's frightening Pretty lucky numbers dialed to hear a stranger's voice crying Now you've drained your thoughts onto an empty page With ink as red as blood Some words were never meant to be Feels like I'm talking to myself Figure 8's grind your silver blades Icy eyes, have you seen the midnight sky? Wipe the sleep from your rusting eyes Fill this room with superstitious smiles A chorus of our lives Wipe the sleep from your rusting eyes I want you to see me for the first time You're blaring and blaring jagged lips I'm dying, I'm dying to taste your icy eyes You're blaring, you're blaring jagged lips I'm dying and I'm dying to taste your icy eyes Figure 8, your style is better than your skate Icy eyes can you see through my disguise? Figure 8, savor sour twist of fate Jagged lips, they're blaring, you're blaring icy eyes.