You come out at night
That's when the energy comes
And the dark side's light
And the vampires roam
You strut your rasta wear
And your suicide poem
And a cross from a faith that died before jesus came You're building a mystery You live in a church where you sleep with voodoo dolls
And you won't give up the search for the ghosts in the halls
You wear sandals in the snow and a smile that won't wash away
Can you look out the window without your shadow getting in the way Oh you're so beautiful with an edge and a charm
But so careful when I'm in your arms 'Cause you're working, building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Yeah you're working
Building a mystery and choosing so carefully You woke up screaming aloud
A prayer from your secret god
You feed off our fears and hold back your tears
Give us a tantrum and a know it all grin
Just when we need one when the evening's thin Oh you're a beautiful
A beautiful f***ed up man
You're setting up your razor wire shrine Chorus
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