Well,

my

love

is

an

a-

ni-

mal

call

Cut-

ting

through

the

dark-

ness,

boun-

cing

off

the

walls

Bet-

ween

teeth

on

a

bro-

ken

jaw

Fol-

low-

ing

a

blood

trail,

fro-

thing

at

the

maw

These

days

I'm

a

cir-

cuit

board

In-

teg-

ra-

ted

hard-

ware

you

can-

not

af-

ford

The

per-

fect

start

to

a

per-

fect

war

Put-

ting

down

the

ro-

ses

pic-

king

up

the

sword

A-

qua

re-

gia

A-

qua

re-

gia

Well,

my

past

is

a

ho-

ly

book

A

call

from

O-

lym-

pus,

rin-

ging

off

the

hook

Bet-

ween

the

pain

and

the

way

you

look

I'm

stuck

in

a

time

where

the

moun-

tains

shook

And

these

days

I'm

a

pic-

ture

frame

Screa-

ming

at

the

sun-

shine,

sin-

ging

in

the

rain

Su-

gar

on

the

blood

cells,

car-

bon

on

the

brain

All

of

E-

den's

vi-

ces

run-

ning

through

my

veins

A-

qua

re-

gia

O-

xy-

to-

cin

run-

ning

in

the

e-

ther

Si-

li-

con

ball-

rooms

Su-

ba-

to-

mic

in-

te-

rac-

tions

if

it's

all

good

Gold

rush,

a-

cid

flux

Sa-

tu-

rate

me,

I

can't

get

e-

nough

Cold

love,

hot

blood

Run-

ning

to

your

heart

when

you're

thin-

king

of

Oh,

when

I

am

done

dan-

cing

to

a-

larm

bells

No

won-

der

my

ears

are

still

rin-

ging

And

I

am

done

figh-

ting

off

change

No

won-

der

my

arms

are

still

swin-

ging

A-

qua

re-

gia

O-

xy-

to-

cin

run-

ning

in

the

e-

ther

Si-

li-

con

ball-

rooms

Su-

ba-

to-

mic

in-

te-

rac-

tions

if

it's

all

good

Gold

rush,

a-

cid

flux

Sa-

tu-

rate

me,

I

can't

get

e-

nough

Cold

love,

hot

blood

Run-

ning

to

your

heart

when

you're

thin-

king

of