Science Beat - Have A Nice Life

Hold my feet to the fire

I’m bent by these desires, never met, nor required

And I’m not one for

I’m not one for

I’m not one for

I’m not one for the irony

Knife and cleaver, lye and loam

Lay my head in the flames

«Are you glad I came?»

And I look myself in the face

And I don’t see anything

I don’t see anything (see anything)

I don’t see anything (see anything)

I don’t see anything (see anything)

All along, I’ve felt an invisible hand guiding my errant heart

I consume and am consumed in part

All along, I’ve felt an invisible hand guiding my errant heart

I consume and am consumed in part

All along, I’ve felt an invisible hand guiding my errant heart

I consume and am consumed in part

All along, I’ve felt an invisible hand guiding my errant heart

I consume and am consumed in part