You come out at night

That's when the energy comes

And the dark sides 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

We'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

And can you look out the window

Without your shadow getting in the way?

You're so beautiful

With an edge and a charm

And so careful when I'm in your arms

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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

Get your feet off of fears

And hold back your tears

Oh, you give us a tantrum

And a know-it-all grin

Just when we need one, when the evening's thin

You're a beautiful

A beautiful fucked up man

You're setting up your razor wire shrine

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