I've got to control, to make and mold this here
Can't touch what isn't there I know because I've tried I've got five beliefs and hollow eyes
It's buried deep inside, it's a model sin It's exactly what I've said It makes me want to take sides Get caught in it, and then call it off
Can't touch what isn't there I know because I've tried I've got five beliefs and hollow eyes
And let's just say that they want a fire How and why I can't tell but I'm innocent, no problems there
A poster of a, model from a, habit of last year 'Cause I'm making my sutures out of records and broken dreams
I've been balancing, pull together myself But then I'm damaging, cutting in cutting off Can't touch what isn't there I know because I've tried I've got five beliefs and hollow eyes
Can't touch what isn't there I know because I've tried I've got five beliefs and hollow eyes