Muse Space Dementia
H eight is the one for me
It gives me all I need
And helps me coexist with the chill
You make me sick because I adore you so
I love all the dirty tricks
And twisted games you play on me
Space dementia in your eyes and
Peace will arise and tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
Mmmm, yeah
You'll make us want to die
I'd cut your name in my heart
We'll destroy this world for you
I know you want me to feel your pain
Space dementia in your eyes and
Peace will arise and tear us apart
And make us meaningless again
Ooooh...
