This Year's Fashion

Head trip on the scene again
Pumping in the veins
Of the rabid mouths to feed
Head back, obsolete
Trapped with the secrets
That I can not keep today

You got it, intrusive
Erotic, elusive
Your heart-aches, infliction
Sporadic in an aging contradiction

I have a dream
It's them and not me
You lied, you lied
You lied, oh my
Sugar my life
Sweeten my tea
You lied, you lied
You lied, oh my
You've got your
Hands around my throat
You've got your
Eyes inside my back
You lied, you lied, oh

Head spun by
A thousand spiders
Sucked into the late
Night infomercials
Rolled back with every beat
Bound to the bond on
A greater feature feat

You got it, intrusive
Erotic, elusive
Your heart aches, infliction
Sporadic in an aging contradiction

I have a dream
It's them and not me
You lied, you lied
You lied, oh my
Sugar my life
Sweeten my tea
You lied, you lied
You lied, oh my
You've got your
Hands around my throat
You've got your
Eyes inside my back
You lied, you lied, oh

I have a dream
It's them and not me
You lied, you lied
You lied, oh my
Sugar my life
Sweeten my tea, oh
You've got your
Hands around my throat
You've got your
Eyes inside my back
You lied, you lied, oh