歌词
Dim lights
Loneliness is your face
Dim lights
Though around you people crochet
Shades of grey
Oh, dim lights
Your solitary time
(Lonely boy)
Dim lights
As valuable as mine
Never mind
Lock all your doors
Putting on your cape
Makes you fe-e-el like a hero
Flying through the web
Shooting from the lip
Playing with your trigger fingers
(What do you play? What do you, what do you play?)
Play the fool
So you don't have to own your shit now
Your mama's gonna be so proud
Little boy, you have
Four eyes (don't you see, don't you see?)
But you still don't see it coming
Check this
Your back has broken bending over now
Don't let inadequacy drag you down
Absolutes aren't what this world's about
Don't you wonder what I think of you
Stop to think of yourself anyhow
This world is not your playground
Lock all your doors
Putting on your cape
Makes you fe-e-el like a hero
Flying through the web
Shooting from the lip
Playing with your trigger fingers
(Put all your stupid guns away, all away, put it all away)
Play the fool
You don't have to own your shit now
No, your mama's gonna be so proud
You don't have to own your shit now
No, your mama's gonna be so proud
You don't have to own your shit now
Mama's gonna be so proud
You don't have to own your shit