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New Mania (Electricity)

In excess is the only way I can take it.
So I take it.  So I take it.
We’ll ride those waves when they come for you and me,
in our heart, head, legs, or somewhere in between.  
And we’ll take these useless hands and teach them tricks, 
make believe we’re better than everything, make believe we’re so big.  
We’ll believe we’re someone 
when the waves come.

What kind of time bomb you got in you?
You thought I got more than enough, didn’t you?
I forgot to thank you after I got into the Life again.
It stripped, and you overpriced your everything.
Sweet Something, and I don’t get enough.
Too small to walk with you and keep up,
Too big to ignore the beat, I was I was.
John rose the Vox, and I like that because

The radio opened fire when I was waiting for my second wind.
I was born on the ropes and still until the edge would begin.
WE WALK NOW IN A NEW MANIA.
To something more and more of it
So what if we’re alone in this rain?
We’re awake
We got a New Mania. 

I would have believed the Hype.
I would even have taken a drag of a machine
And maybe listen to you if it would mean
I could graduate from sleep and learn to wait.
I’d find a sweet bone and stay in a power plant today.
I’d fill it up and I’d drink it straight
If I knew the right dose would cancel out reason and incinerate.
See, Jack and the kills went up the mighty hill
To pretend that taste could furnish expectation.
We got a Sweet Nothing for a theatre of a nation.
We’ve got the hands in the palm of our times
We’ve got the direction but we’re missing the lines.

And I still wanna believe
I’m not going,
I’m not gone,
I’m game, 
And I will believe.

The radio opened fire when I was waiting for my second wind.
I was born on the ropes and still until the edge would begin.
WE WALK NOW IN A NEW MANIA.
To something more and more of it
So what if we’re alone in this rain?
We’re awake
We got a New Mania.

So be good to me.
Yeah, be good to me
with electricity, 
(yeah) your electricity
You can change the sound if it hurts your eyes.
I feel like a little paradise,
I feel like a big love sunburn tonight.

I fell asleep during the half life and made a promise
I’d make the world go blue like mine.
The great Other is hungry right up to the line
And you go through hands like flowers or trash
The unrush of the singular, the depress of the thing you want
And the CRASH and the CRASH ‘cause it comes!

The radio opened fire when I was waiting for my second wind.
I was born on the ropes and still until the edge would begin.
WE WALK NOW IN A NEW MANIA.
To something more and more of it
So what if we’re alone in this rain?
We’re awake
We got a New Mania.

So be good to me.
Yeah, be good to me
with electricity, 
(yeah) your electricity
You can change the sound if it hurts your eyes.
I feel like a little paradise,
I feel like a big love sunburn tonight.

Mine on Yours
To touch is to reach,
To love is to teach,
But the need leaves you long before the hunger.



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