It takes more than wealth to introduce A god of your own It takes stones, it takes mud, it takes hands It takes plague after plague, after plague After plague It takes a lowercase of faith It takes knees on the ground, it takes heads looking down At anyone but yourself At anything but myself I shot the sparrow from suspended flight I took its wings, learned it's song and rehearsed Appetite filled with curses in hand Spread them around at incriminating rates I'll read the lines between I'll write the lines between Can you see them? Look, I'm not perfect I'll change with the new wave, I'll adjust to everything Everything and everything But anything I know I'm right when I just don't care I'll feel when you give me air And I'll suffocate and not care I'll breathe then I'll steal the air Can I get a little less conversation And a lot more action please? No one is looking at me So I guess I don't exist at all Exist at all Happiness and a shivering gun Yeah, happiness and a shivering gun Shivering gun I'll read the lines between I'll write the lines between Can you see them? Look, I'm not perfect I'll change with the new wave, I'll adjust to everything Everything and everything But anything I know I'm right when I just don't care I'll feel when you give me air And I'll suffocate and not care I'll breathe then I'll steal the air I'm right when I just don't care I'll feel when you give me air I'll suffocate and not care I'll breathe then I'll steal the air