Take It Back
Fourteen harps of gold
Blood drops from your eyes
This hidrotic’s got me cold
From your ennead of lies
Can I feel again?
I think I know the cure
Would it help to shed my skin?
I’m honestly unsure
I cannot take you there
I cannot take you there
I cannot, cannot take you there
I cannot take you there
I cannot take you there
I cannot, cannot, oh, no, no
Play it over and over lady
If you’d tell me I’d know
Now the end’s creeping closer baby
Give me something to hold