The Wanderer
Kid A
the beautiful angels
are only in the movies
and the encrypted lines
but I'm so fucking crazy
I'm just posing for death
I would like to tell you
that it will be over soon
but the reels are spinning
stop and wind you up again
they never stop running
my head is tired of memories
the purr of kittens you cannot keep
the emptiness of a swollen kiss
it's all a bag of tricks
there's nothing to it
I'm too busy to know you
you're too filthy and clean
my privileges have been revoked
wipe your mouth and go
cut and paste with your tongue,
my words, like a harness
are only in the movies
and the encrypted lines
but I'm so fucking crazy
I'm just posing for death
I would like to tell you
that it will be over soon
but the reels are spinning
stop and wind you up again
they never stop running
my head is tired of memories
the purr of kittens you cannot keep
the emptiness of a swollen kiss
it's all a bag of tricks
there's nothing to it
I'm too busy to know you
you're too filthy and clean
my privileges have been revoked
wipe your mouth and go
cut and paste with your tongue,
my words, like a harness