So sharpen up your knives and meet me in the kitchen
I don't know where I've been but I know what I've been missin'
In somethin' misunderstood, the next sign will occur
But I don't know what it is
Sometimes I feel the sun goin' down
When the moon's in my eyes
I am floatin'
High above the world it shines
I'm entrenched by the emotion
Sometimes I feel the caress of steel
As the sun goes down, my rusted crown
Brought to my knees with no one left to please
The circus has left town, the wheel spins round
Judas is actin' cool, he's lost in the crowd
And talkin' way too loud
I'm wastin' in the corner
I wonder what he's after, it can't be understanded
Sometimes I feel I might be
In search of the crueler emotion
Older, not wiser, I stand like a miser
In command of my crude emotions
Sometimes I feel the caress of steel
As the veil comes down, the savage sound
On the horizon, the sun sinks low
Of bloodshot eyes that aren't so wild
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