Psychic Architecture - PJS

Born from the dark in the black cloak of night To envelop its prey below, deliver to the light To eliminate your enemy, hit them in their sleep And when all is won and lost, the spoils of wars are yours to keep Great nations built from the bones of the dead With mud and straw; blood and sweat You know your worth when your enemies Praise your architecture of aggression Praise your architecture of aggression Ensuing power vacuum, a toppled leader dies His body fuels the power fire and the flames rise to the sky One side of his face, a kiss; the other, genocide Time to pay with your ass, a worldwide suicide Great nations built from the bones of the dead With mud and straw; blood and sweat You know your worth when your enemies Praise your architecture of aggression Born from the dark in the black cloak of night To envelop its prey below, deliver to the light To eliminate your enemy, hit them in their sleep And when all is won and lost, the spoils of wars are yours to keep Great nations built from the bones of the dead With mud and straw; blood and sweat You know your worth when your enemies Praise your architecture of aggression Great nations built from the bones of the dead With mud and straw; blood and sweat You know your worth when your enemies Praise your architecture of aggression

I'm still afraid You're still a liar Hope you find your way You always do You always run away Run away Every time I let you in you just run away Run away Go on and chase your shadow down So far from home Still got the boulevard for it Our nights are lone I'll meet you at the boulevard It's so hard to hear your voice above the noise It's so hard to hear your voice above the noise The world is small It feels gigantic if you never call Another side effect The things I saw You can't come back until you leave it all You can't come back Until you just run away Run away Every time they let you in you just run away Run away Come on and chase our shadows down So far from home Still got the boulevard for it Our nights are lone I'll meet you at the boulevard It's so hard to hear your voice above the noise It's so hard to hear your voice above the noise (It's so hard to hear your voice above the noise) (Oooh...) (It's so hard to hear your voice above the noise) (It's so hard to hear your voice above the noise)

You call me up at 3 am A little late to cancel plans But that's you I swear it's nothing new I told you that I sensed the fall And you called me a know-it-all But it's true I know all about you Maybe I'm a Psychic A real-life walking kind of magic Cause I can see through it every single time You try another bold-faced lie I guess I'm a Sensitive dramatic witch The kind of girl to throw a fit For fun If you ask someone And it's not like me To stray from logic But it kinda seems Like you keep on dodging Every single sign That we've run out our time Maybe I'm a psychic If your love's a code I guess I cracked it Cause I know what you're gonna say Before you say it You don't like the way I'm changing I guess I'm a No good side-switching manipulator A contradictive lying dictator It's not my fault that you wanted more And it's not my fault that it's Not like before Guess I'm a psychic A real life walking kind of magic Cause I can see through every single lie You tell me this time you'll try I guess I'm a I'll let you fill in the blank