Letra de The Fiddler

I'm a photograph. I'm a razor blade. I'm a branch across your way on a promenade
I've been listening, I'm conditioning. For the fiddler is the part I'm auditioning
I'm an astronaut. Tell me I'm not. I know control can't be sold, only bought
I'm a telemarketer in a wet dream. I'm the fog inside my window pain
I couldn't close my eyes if I fell asleep. I hurt a lot but I'm in no pain
Chorus:
Hard to remember when we were alone, together a lot of bones to pick
I'm finding several incentives to incite a damn riot if it don't get fixed
Let’s find away to get a way for a change like it's 1776
I’m finding several incentives to incite a damn riot if it don't get fixed
I'm a shell filled with sand on a lemonade stand. I'd be a tattoo if I stuck around
Just tell me that I'm ripping you thin and there’ll be time for us to begin again
I'm a fellowship of astronomers waiting for the day to fly
I'm the credit card in your wallet I'm a nice guy
I'm addicted to the way that you say my name. I’m debt but I never get paid
I'm settling down in my hometown on an airplane
Chorus:
Hard to remember when we were alone, together a lot of bones to pick
I'm finding several incentives to incite a damn riot if it don't get fixed
Let’s find a way to get away for a change like it's 1776
I’m finding several incentives to incite a damn riot if it don't get fixed
Find a way to calm down, find a way to stop. Slow it down and outcomes improve a lot
Find a way to calm down, find a way to stop. Slow it down and outcomes improve a lot
I'm a yellow telephone on a wire now picking up on all of your calls. I saw you trip and I'm hung up on the way you fall
I'm a shell filled with sand on a lemonade stand. I'd be a tattoo if I stuck around
Just tell me that I'm ripping you thin and there’ll be time for us to begin again