The Idiot Heart Songtext

von Beauty Pill

The devil won't green light your project
Until he's seen the treatment so
Try to show some flare for presentation
Everybody loves a little there, but for the grace of god
So don't forget the lurid fascination

Strike sure, strike sharp, strike cold, aim smart
Strike deep into the idiot heart

Pray on every pulsed fear that dances just inside their skulls
And the secret lusts are twice as tender
The bad news is there is no hope
The good news is there never was
So it's not a question of surrender

Strike sure, strike sharp, strike cold, aim smart
Strike deep into the idiot heart

The devil won't green light your project
The devil won't green light your project
The devil won't green light your project
The devil won't green light your project