Tricky - Joseph

They want to see me cry
I would rather fly
I'm swimming in my grease
Angel, touch my face

She leads me by my hand
To castles in the sand
Suffocating from concrete
She, I like to meet

I have to leave to look
I had to take a toke
I have to feel alone
I have to change my tone

I begin to wash my sins
I'm trying, my life begins

I sit up, I stand down
I sit up, I spin around
I sit up, I stand down
I sit up, I spin around

I sit up, I stand down
I sit up, I spin around
I sit up, I stand down
I sit up, I spin around

I should lose my friends
And I forget these bells
I'll spend time with me
And take a time to see

To learn about my son
Crowded since my twelve
His mother said, I'm special
On my starship vessel

She left me now, she's gone
She gives to give a song
She gives to give
She gives to give a song

I sit up, stand down, I sit up