Ivan

There is
something strange
i think its goodness
gracious
i felt you there.
so dont stop
dont stop a good thing
im only in the midst of verses and chimes are still ringing,
and the phrases the phrases are blurring,
its me all alone on the window sill with a (torn sweatshirt on)
and youve never felt this good, and ive never felt this grey. dont give it away.
///but me oh my/// ive got this chainsaw, and im coming in.
put the landmarks beside the bed.
and if you remember who i am
just take a quick blow, dont say a word
hush hush hush hush hush hush, youll see
that creek creek creek creek creek creek is me.
reassemble for the masquerade
ive got a bad feeling but im headfirst on the odds
on - am i suprising
the - no pulse rising
odds - now disguising
on the odds- cry for me
im messing im messing with downed lines
and its all these things that are in my head, dont it (make you sick)
im fighting it.
but im losing my ground.
and you youre smiling
there is
something strange
i think its falsehood
but im glad that i could dance for you
[ On The Odds Lyrics ]