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Mr. Mesmer counts to three and the evening's done I was high as a sunrise Cold as a loaded gun Tugging at my shirt she screams like a banshee I'll hunt him down like a dog I know where he works where he lives and the stories he's sold Poor mans excuse for right And a whole lot of people know where he stayed last night So now you live within a dream That no one ever will believe Don't wake up the neighbours when In the darkness I fulfill you The last of many men Can't you see that I am golden And I'm going on my own Trying to make a little sense of what I'm doing here as I juggle the sideshow Fell down on your knees by the virgin where you got your fortune told By the old man in Singapore now wasn't that real close Had a handful of glitter You'll find everything he said And I know you had to go Letras de cancionesAnd I miss the belief of her We learn to cry at birth We're all sitcom infants With some god that must hate us Check mate stranger the virgin's falling out of the sky And you're moving like a little bunny in a black & white cartoon I'm howling with my demons, they're candy apple red Can't you hear the thunder rolling down Can't you feel the thunder rolling down As you stagger home No one's mad enough to see That it's winter in July I got an animal in me And the scream is always wild Dont wake up the neighbours when In the darkness I fulfill you The last of many men Can't you see that I am golden From Letras Mania