Something ’bout a school in June
Sun in empty room
Cast a spell or break a jinx
Smell the color blue
I know the way
I know the way and I like it
King of youth or fool forever?
Long ago I died
Liars moon and Jesus soon
The son; he’s never lied
I know the way
I know the way and I like it
Victim of your lies and round, black circles ’round my eyes
Down and out. Always gone
Mind’s a blank ’cause I’m not wrong
Lied to me and could not see that green men hang in outer space
I hid back on bigger clouds with crying fools and killer clowns
REPEAT CHORUS
Victim of the Son X7