It’s not evil, but it’s physical
Sometimes, it’s like you are invisible [x2]
I got something of the highest grade
It’s not something I would ever trade
Sometimes, it’s like we are invincible
It’s like the sound of a drone
Coming through a telescope
Like desire, all alone
Creeping through an open window
Inside the doorway in your quiet room
Outright doing what you gotta do
Sometimes, it’s like you are invisible
Like when you were small
In the ice, playing with sticks and stones
Fuckin’ around, didn’t know
Fear from your little toe, oh, oh, oh…
When you were small…
In the ice…
Like when you were small
In the ice, playing with sticks and stones…
