When no one believes it I believe it more
If that makes me the prostitute then who is the whore?
File the diamond down, file the diamonds down
I see guilt in bruises
Need to howl at luna
When no one believes it I believe it more
Found a discreet message on the shower door
I need to write it down
Before they wipe it down
Need to find some meaning
Sail my thoughts on Kon-tiki
When no one believes it I believe it more
Let the serpent lead across the snow covered floor
Redefine the triangle shape becomes your bible
And the beat keeps moving
All your dreams have clues in
When no one believes it I believe it more
He’s been naming tree’s out in the Shokan wood
Stir the ice around and all the words will drowned
Need to finish my movie
Let my heartbeat through me
Stick to your dreams and not to your guns
