False Positive
False Positive
We know what the bad guy’s want
When the News blimp pops
And the sky starts bleeding
Lean back, we’ll let London burn
Tell them we’ve stopped buying
The hand that feeds us
You got me right where you want me
And God can’t guide you
You got me right where you want me
And you couldn’t make this up
But you make it true
You make it true
You got me right where you want me
If you make it true
And you make it true
You got me right where you want me
World, there’ll be hell to pay
One kiss on a tiny fist
I’m a tin man dream
Wired incompleteness
You should know
I’m a global health threat
Flip the switch
As my heart starts beating
You got me right where you want me
And God can’t guide you
You got me right where you want me
And you couldn’t make this up
But you make it true
You make it true
You got me right where you want me
If you make it true
And you make it true
You got me right where you want me
If you make it true
If you make it true
You got me right where you want me