Vague sense of pretentiousness and a made up form of consciousness
Is this really what I'm seeing, really what I'm feeling
Or is this just in the nick of time

See the people in the magazines, in their make up on their knees
Can you score, can you score?
Please sir, I want some more, more?
You're damn straight
But your sister's not, from devil's gate dam
To the son of sam, shame on you

Blow out your candles and the circle let's you in
In the eye's of perpetual war, I need you to ignore
Ignore yourself and all your bloody hell, and all your bloody hell

How many stories will this joker have to craft?
I'll give you 7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye
7 tears for 7 years, it's gonna bleed this time

I just want to know, what you were thinking, read my mind and I was
And I was dreaming you were a little old and doodle, doodle into my art room
On the canvas
Talking, we were standing in line and you were listening
I would stay the night if you believe this track would all be burning
It's a flaming leap or it's a time for a different rhyme and wishing it would die

How many stories will the joker have to craft?
I'll give you 7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye
7 tears for 7 years, it's gonna bleed this time
7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye
7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye

I want to pray
I want to play with the fire
I want to wade in the mountain of iron

Blow out your candles and the circle let's you in
I'll give you 7 tears for 7 years, gonna bleed this time
7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye

Give me some salt and pepper