It only anaesthetizes it
For a while
It's like an ordinary day
They can be unkind
One in a million just like the rest of us.
Knuckles are white from carrying their dream around
You can take me to your healer, take me to your shrine
Wouldn't want to change my mind
You can take me to your dealer, let him through your pain
Still won't change my mind.
Weak at the knees when throats wore in, rubbing wild.
Feels like we ought to be carried around like eggs, when we can run and hide,
Where everything is right and we'll live for ever more. Oooh.
But that place is gone and I can't find a way back home.
You can take me to your healer, take me to your shrine
Wouldn't want to change my mind
You can take it to your dealer, let him choke your pride
Still won't change my mind.
You can take me to your healer, and take me to your shrine
It won't change my mind
Well I'm not a believer, and don't have faith in brides
You cant change my mind.