As sure as prisons are the models for the city

I let my mind and my body imprison me

and now a Versaille has risen up inside

and i live in fear of the glide

in fear of the glide

and if the doors of perception were finally cleansed

I could see your face again

and my love for the world would be wild and pure

if not for this goddamn limiter

I pushed my limits to the sickening heights

and I can feel my heartbeat pounding on the back of my eyes

the drip of the faucet

and the warmth of your thighs

and the limiter -

still blinded by the candlelight



the rubies and the pearls of the lovesick eye

the martyr's moans and the lover's sighs

your legs so sheer in the UV light

and the limiter -

still blinded by the candlelight



as sure as prisons are the models for the city

I nurture my need for oil and electricity

the bigger the need gets the more that

the people want a piece of it

and if the doors of perception were finally cleansed

I could take my place again

and my love for the world would be wild and pure

if not for this goddamn limiter

I pushed my limits to the sickening heights

and I can feel my heartbeat pounding on the back of my eyes

the drip of the faucet

and the warmth of your thighs

and the limiter -

still blinded by the candlelight



the rubies and the pearls of the lovesick eye

the martyr's moans and the lover's sighs

your legs so sheer in the UV light

and the limiter -

still blinded by the candlelight

Delight -

I could see you there

and Delight -

I want to see you in me everywhere

as sure as prisons are the models for the cities

I let my mind and my body imprison me

I pushed my limits to the sickening heights

and I can feel my heartbeat's pressure on the back of my eyes

the drip of the faucet

and the warmth of your thighs

and the limiter -

still blinded by the candlelight