Verse 1:
With intentions that are there, I try but fail
To meet expectations, even if I'm aware
Pry away feelings that tell the tale
For show, make a face that's silly, broke from
a stale, energy that's relinquished
Grateful but keep a distance, tare thoughts
Born from a seed to break hearts
They try to make a way while I read the play
Careful, need to keep it in secret parts
But fuck what they say, anyway, anyway

Chorus:
My luck tends to run out like the bottle's bottom
Tender loving care won't seem to solve them
Thoughtful interactions with the ghost and goblins
Telepathic interactions, take more than most, often
Clean conscious, I'm just making interactions with those
Those, those, those
Doubtful demons, who run and hide, impose
Creating Dr. Jackal's Mr. Hyde, will it show?
Show, show,
Interactions that run through barriers built by woes

Verse 2:
In the shadows, I'm the puppet master, unseen
c dance of deceit, a game of deceit, a scene
c web of lies, a web of lies, a serene
c twisted tale, a twisted tale, a dream
c dance of manipulation, a dance of control
c game of power, a game of the soul
c twisted heart, a twisted mind, a role
c dance of the damned, a dance of the whole
But fuck what they know, anyway, anyway

Chorus:
My luck tends to run out like the bottle's bottom
Tender loving care won't seem to solve them
Thoughtful interactions with the ghost and goblins
Telepathic interactions, take more than most, often
Clean conscious, I'm just making interactions with those
Those, those, those
Doubtful demons, who run and hide, impose
Creating Dr. Jackal's Mr. Hyde, will it show?
Show, show

Verse 3:
In the mirror, I see a reflection of me
c mask of sanity, a mask of decree
c game of illusion, a game of deceit
c dance of the mind, a dance of the heart's beat
c twisted reality, a twisted truth
c dance of the soul, a dance of the youth
c twisted mind, a twisted heart, a truth
c dance of the shadows, a dance of the fruit
But fuck what they see, anyway, anyway

Bridge:
In the labyrinth of my mind, a silent war ensues
c struggle between reality and illusion, a muse
c muse of the heart, a muse of the mind
c muse of the shadows, a muse of the kind
c muse of the soul, a muse of the heart's call
c muse of the present, a muse of the heart's call,
c muse of the present, a muse of the fall
c muse of the past, a muse of the future
c muse of the truth, a muse of the, a muse of the, a muse of the, a muse of the,

Verse 4:
cs the curtain falls, the truth is revealed
c dance of the heart, a dance of the soul, healed
c dance of the shadows, a dance of the light
c dance of the present, a dance of the night
c dance of the future, a dance of the past
c dance of the heart, a dance that will last
c dance of the soul, a dance of the stars
c dance of the mind, a dance that will go far
So fuck what they say, anyway, anyway
My interactions, my dance, my way, my way, my way

Chorus:
My luck tends to run out like the bottle's bottom
Tender loving care won't seem to solve them
Thoughtful interactions with the ghost and goblins
Telepathic interactions, take more than most, often
Clean conscious, I'm just making interactions with those
Those, those, those
Doubtful demons, who run and hide, impose
Creating Dr. Jackal's Mr. Hyde, will it show?
Show, show, show, show, show, show, show

Outro:
cs the curtain falls, the truth is revealed
c dance of the heart, a dance of the soul, healed
c dance of the shadows, a dance of the light
c dance of the present, a dance of the night
c dance of the future, a dance of the past
c dance of the heart, a dance that will last
c dance of the soul, a dance of the stars
c dance of the mind, a dance that will go far
So fuck what they say, anyway, anyway
My interactions, my dance, my way, my way,
My way,
My way