So what if I told you I was speaking to the center for a while? So what if in fact I was beat back? and living in a fairy-tale With all the creatures and preachers and all the sanity Shaking their flashlights, control brats? I know I never said it, but does it really matter You're paralyzed But now I think it's begun Powers of the strange, looking for angels in the caves Crumbling one to with the balance? Under the wheels, she stays Until we find a way up Of getting off this thing, no matter what they say I'll open up a reason I know I never said, but does it really matter It's not a fight The hours are compatible, tell me there's a reason to clarify Is there a reason to go Up the stairs Down your eye We're sensible, now that we fill the void Cut for miles, the face to chance You're in control Pretty and paralyzed Got no feel in your legs Which just so many ways that we couldn't fight Now I'm standing on the rattles and throwing opportunity Your towel's on the floor, a feeling nevermore And saying that you're broke and never to be left again When everything is dry, with cobwebs in your eye Cobdrum is the reason You're pretty and paralyzed Got no feel in your legs And wishing so many things Pretty and paralyzed Now I'm standing on the rattles and throwing opportunity