The Believer

Walking through a room

And there's bodies everywhere

Let's make like they move

No heartbeat there

Mortals can act strange and crazed

They don't know why that they feel shame

The blues will chew up you

When you hide ghosts beneath your stairs

I've been bad

Brazen and bold

And dragged the past in from the cold

I'll dance the circus till it's worn

Crystal waters deep

With silver sands under my feet

Gold and withered gifts for the sun [?]

Just lay love the tramp [?]

Or just need it

I've been bad

Brazen and bold

And dragged the past in from the cold

I'll dance the circus till it's worn

And i'll save the believer

I'll save the believer