Voyeur Under Glass

Far away now from the crowd
Silk cornfields and nuclear clouds
On your knees in New York once again
In a bar they call the rose
Stems with longing so you chose
To climb until that those red lips that you wore
Haunt the street

All those nights spent in a whim
Waiting for your train
I'm that broken sound that resonates in the night
I'm that clown that makes you more than just uptight
I'm a voyeur under glass
I'm a voyeur under glass
Staring into the past (ha ha ha)
Here comes

Trouble now on every street
Some lazy kid with lion's teeth
Laughing breath that treasures the scent of death
All those boys werе turning green
[?] away just like James Dean
Thеy nearly leapt out of their skin and [?] your bad luck

Like a blade warm to the touch
When your skin is [?]
I'm a [?] the stranger [?] your every fear
I'm the car crash taking memories and nothing more
I'm a voyeur under glass
I'm a voyeur under glass
I'm a voyeur under glass
Staring into the past
Staring into the past (ha ha ha)
Here comes