I can't feel a thing here on this island So if you kiss my skin all I feel is violence I can't hear a sound here on the horizon So when you say you love me all I hear is silence I don't have a friend, no one acquainted So when I see a face, it's the one I painted I don't have a brush and I don't have paper So when I draw blood, I'll play the creator But I do have the moon And when it shines most Sometimes I'll think of you And wish for a boat Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Here on this island Here in this violence Here in this silence This silence, this si- Here on this island Here in this violence Here in this silence This silence, this si- I don't have a light, feeling like a Martian Crawling through the night, oh, in need of arson I don't have a brush and I don't have paper So when I draw blood, I'll play the creator I don't have a brush and I don't have paper So when I draw blood, I'll play the creator