Playing with my torment heart
I know the games you like
Lead me to the precious part
And then turn out the light
Anybody, anybody there
My body's anybody there
My body's taking off
My mind is going nowhere
You're of a kind
I've seen that face before
I know, could be on video
Oh you shake me up
Coz we don't see eye to eye
And it breaks me up
COz we don't see eye to eye
Live a life by your every rule
You don't know how I feel
When I drop the mask of fools
My wounds begin to heal
Then you see me, then you see me fly
So you shoot me down
And ask me for an alibi
You're of a kind...
You're of a kind...
Writer(s): Andrew Phillip Turner, Simon Mooney
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