Artists

Artists, comin in from the cold
With bandages soaked in 60's soul
What matters?
Is that we're one in the same
We were promised
An empty lake

I went MIA
In a fold up truck
Shortsighted by our blood
Now hold up. and then i'd feel your burns
You were flattered by that look
Hell i say... you've got a good bye bite
You're still fighting with your empty luck

You we're far far away
You owe me the same
Every day

Now just be honest! with your bricks and your bombs
You know you planned this
This iron lung

Hey we were innocent!
Til you played me the blues
Oh you were blinded. play the devil you lose
(the devil you lose)
And then i'd feel your burns
And i was blinded by my love

You were far far away
You owe me the same
Every day
Hey we're only the sane
You say it, you say it every day
That you wait

(la da da da la da da)
La la la. la la la la. la la la la la. la la la la. hey
Painter with that devil on hook
I know you planned this, with every breath you took

Ah the sane
Only the sane
Ala la la la
La la de da
We're only the sane
Ah da da. da da da da da da. da da da da
Only the sane
We're only the sane
Well always the sane
We're only the sane