Black Egg

You must be crazy
Or could it be true that your memory has been so unkind
So tired and lazy
You never could search for the things that you wanted to find
Bound by the fear of a knife in your back
The look on your face says you're starting to crack
You're putting it down to a dent in your pride
The misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side
Can't face the demons
Cos there's not a demon would want to be snared in your eyes
So you say you're leaving
You pack up your bags and you paint on a whole new disguise
Out of the door like a fox on the hunt
The fire in your eyes, someone's gonna get burnt
You're looking for somewhere to lay down and hide
The misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side
A thorn in your side
Thorn in your side
Thorn in your side
Bound by the fear of a knife in your back
The look on your face says you're starting to crack
You're putting it down to a dent in your pride
The misery's sticking to you yeah yeah yeah
Out of the door like a fox on the hunt
The fire in your eyes, someone's gonna get burnt
You're looking for somewhere to lay down and hide
The misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side
You burn your bridges
By doing it all for the sake of a little respect
Ooh, you cut your stitches
Giving it all to the heart of a little black egg
Bound to the cross by the nails in your hand
Looking for someone who might understand
Carrying on like your spirit has died
The misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side
Thorn in your side
Wooh, like a thorn in your side
Thorn in your side
Yeeeah, yeah