Her apron strings are trailing out like sparks
Her comet tail is whipping, slicing up the dark
I'm her twin, I live in the other half
I'm tearing at the seam but it never comes apart
And we've a chain to keep alive
And it's all this noise that makes us thrive
I've tried to trap her in my head
But she knows where the light comes in
And those rays live to make her spin
The bitch is quick, I've tried to trip her up
She is full of tricks and blends so sticky in my blood
But she can fly
And I can only run from everything and after her
I'm wired and tired and full of holes
And she plays Pandora with my soul
I'll never let her go -- it's so quiet here without her
I don't wanna feel myself