Freaks - Course Of Empire

Freaks talk to me

Call me a lunatic

Call me from everywhere

Call me beyond the death

Call me a conduit

Freaks, yeah

Freaks, yeah

Freaks follow me

They say that nothing is new and they’re all bored

Bored with watching and doing nothing

Twisting their heads to see who’s looking

Always looking and being seen

Freaks

Freaks

You’re all freaks

You’re all freaks

You’re all freaks

The sky is open wide within

A razor-thin divide as pure as

Mountains or your eyes, the purest

Hide behind your jugular vein

Freaks

We’re all freaks

We’re all freaks

We’re all freaks

Freaks

Freaks

Freaks

Freaks