1,2,3,4 The scratches of a dark night The rashes of foresight And I wanted you ooh-hoo-ooh The weight of my freezin' I have come to you The face I was given I have no similarities to The spaces in the law look Like the faces in a word book I get by I get by The matches of opportunities Ihe last thing I've never seen And I scream to you ooh-hoo-ooh The pain i was needing Was sort of true The one aim I was clearing Was the walls that grew The crazes I overlooked The leans into the cook And I did And I did And I was screaming bloody murder And I was one with pain And I stopped by the roadside Cos it's from were I came An my god But its so far away It would seem accidents Have gone straight to you And you've changed you point of view And the places your going to I get crowded I got crowded And I'm so glad that your mine Twist up the fabric of time And I'm useless Yes I'm useless And your faces are bodies And your hands are feet Let me roll around In things I can't believe But I tried Yes, I tried And I tried No I tried