[ Featuring the Shakes ]
I told reality
To keep in touch with me
The same to apathy
But she never felt a thing for me
I'm the five of pentacles
Running through the crosshairs
Must have lost my mind
Tucked away in a jar somewhere
All my alibis
The crayon-colored lies
In your pretty eyes
They're dripping like the sky
I'm the five of pentacles
Running through the crosshairs
Must have lost my mind
Tucked away in a jar somewhere
I'm the five of pentacles
Running through the crosshairs
Must have lost my mind
Tucked away in a jar somewhere
It's out there
Somewhere
