Hey you, I've seen you here before
In your eyes, prizmatic sight on and on as I defy
Denials, back from the broken glass
Sapphire visions and favored derisions with spiders on your mind shaking fists full of string as I
Tie me up in knots while contradictory impulse l***s
The dreaming loom is twisted and confused
The stories on the spools will weave us back into one
and here we find ourselves again
tightrope decisions and blood-colored medicine a million miles from eye-to-eye
it feels much as it did before biting the tails in self-made betrayals
forever repeating this deceit, so who cares if I
Tie me up in knots while contradictory impulse l***s
The dreaming loom is twisted and confused
The stories on the spools will weave us back into one
While spinning I spun you a web
While spinning I spun you,
Stammering words in a daze, seemingly starry-eyed followers mumbling praise
And all of the world is a stage, fleetingly these marionettes dance straight to their graves
With every desire on a string the future hangs perilously
It's the start of the tie that will bind and the last fraying strand
Spinning on the dreaming loom a web of lies and tangled truths
With every knot that comes undone, we weave ourselves back into one
In your eyes, prizmatic sight on and on as I defy
Denials, back from the broken glass
Sapphire visions and favored derisions with spiders on your mind shaking fists full of string as I
Tie me up in knots while contradictory impulse l***s
The dreaming loom is twisted and confused
The stories on the spools will weave us back into one
and here we find ourselves again
tightrope decisions and blood-colored medicine a million miles from eye-to-eye
it feels much as it did before biting the tails in self-made betrayals
forever repeating this deceit, so who cares if I
Tie me up in knots while contradictory impulse l***s
The dreaming loom is twisted and confused
The stories on the spools will weave us back into one
While spinning I spun you a web
While spinning I spun you,
Stammering words in a daze, seemingly starry-eyed followers mumbling praise
And all of the world is a stage, fleetingly these marionettes dance straight to their graves
With every desire on a string the future hangs perilously
It's the start of the tie that will bind and the last fraying strand
Spinning on the dreaming loom a web of lies and tangled truths
With every knot that comes undone, we weave ourselves back into one