Vague sense of pretentiousness and a made up form of consciousness Is this really what I'm seeing, really what I'm feeling Or is this just in the nick of time See the people in the magazines, in their make up on their knees Can you score, can you score? Please sir, I want some more, more? You're damn straight But your sister's not, from devil's gate dam To the son of sam, shame on you Blow out your candles and the circle let's you in In the eye's of perpetual war, I need you to ignore Ignore yourself and all your bloody hell, and all your bloody hell How many stories will this joker have to craft? I'll give you 7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye 7 tears for 7 years, it's gonna bleed this time I just want to know, what you were thinking, read my mind and I was And I was dreaming you were a little old and doodle, doodle into my art room On the canvas Talking, we were standing in line and you were listening I would stay the night if you believe this track would all be burning It's a flaming leap or it's a time for a different rhyme and wishing it would die How many stories will the joker have to craft? I'll give you 7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye 7 tears for 7 years, it's gonna bleed this time 7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye 7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye I want to pray I want to play with the fire I want to wade in the mountain of iron Blow out your candles and the circle let's you in I'll give you 7 tears for 7 years, gonna bleed this time 7 tears for 7 years, needle in your eye Give me some salt and pepper