byzantine

spin my dradle and i will split your atom, spin the bottle and i will play assassin, never sure to go for we fear the empire, never sure to go for we fear the empire, oh-oh-oh-oh. bare medals crumble on, well i'm waiting for the sun to go out, tripping like a sunday, stand up at my doorstep, clowning like a fig and, wearing down a bore's head, i will not to help you, i will not to wake up, i will not to fast you, if you're not in close up, you can help me figure out this time, figure out this time, never sure to go for we fear the empire, never sure to go for we fear the empire