Interpret:

Dead or Alive

Album:

Sophisticated Boom Boom

An agressive nature does not make the weaker man a gladiator
 Inside this misty circle


 Well, here's looking at you
 And all your schemes are undone
 And you just cna't pul my ideas down
 Well take a good look within
 And this is no place for me, 
 Oh, I just can't pull my ideas down!


 They won't come down...


 Look at this mess we're in
 Oh Lord, I do declare
 I've got rusted guitar strings, man
 They're wound around my hair
 And lately these days
 I'm in so many empty spaces
 I'm transfixed I see these ugly faces
 That pull me down...


 Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
 My heads in the clouds, yeah I get misty
 Just holding your hand


 What can you do when you don't seem to fit
 You fall to bits inside all because of it
 Blame it on some massive lack of confidence.


 3 years from now, where will I be?
 Who will behind me pulling me down?


 Well I'm curious about how I got to be wrapped around
 The lines on someone's hand.
 Won't you tell me realistically
 How long can I expect to be inside this misty circle?