Serial Press

I'm blinded by your wicked ways
These clothes that must be tailor made
If I follow
Just take the blame

Fast racing
Word chasing
How can I play it all backwards?

Until I've heard it
You can't turn
I'm found in the fire
Right back to the place I remember

You can't change me now
You can't change me now

Now I know
Now I know
Now I know
Don't trust that starry glow
In that serial press
Serial press
Serial press

I'm turning 'round my back today
The fragrance of this dead bouquet I borrow
That I can't throw away

Stay frozen
An omen
Dragging it out 'till explosion
My life's work gone unforgiven

I'll mess you up
You think I give a fuck?
Don't try it

Don't try it
Don't try it
Don't try it
Don't try it
Don't try it
Don't try it
Don't try it
Don't try it
Don't try it