you play with my world
like it was your little toy
yeah you throw me candy
paper money to believe in
a loaded gun just to divert me
from your twisted ploy

but I’m coming
yeah I’m coming
I’m coming to tear you down

I see you reeling in your perfect lie
so you think you can deceive me
keep me hypnotised
competition to ignite me
painted prophets to chastise me
man and god just to divide me
hope and fear to paralyse
but there’s one thing you don’t yet realise
all your scheming is only suicide

cos I’m coming
yeah I’m coming
I’m coming to tear you down

look me up in your dictionary
I’m a bleeding heart hippy firestarter
don’t go chasing bugging breathing on me
cos I’ll just burn through your wires

you don’t know me at all
but I’m watching you
as you fall