Sync Different

So now you’ve picked at me, dissected me, masticated me,eaten me, feasted on me, wasted me and left me with the scraps.
Now you’ve diverted me, distorted me, dislocated me, decorticated me, dissipated me, integrated me and left me with the scabs.
I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit. I’ll lay in wait with baited breath while you wreath and you writhe in the mire or lies that you made and you choke on your own perfect poison.
Now you’ve invested me, invaded me, infested me, downgraded me, masturbated me, violated me.You calculated me, incriminated me, discriminated me, humiliated me, terminated me, contaminated me.

I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit. I’ll lay in wait with baited breath while you wreath and you writhe in the mire or lies that you made and you choke on your own perfect poison.
I hope you’ll be sick
Through your teeth through your stomach through your face, I hope you’ll retch and writhe

Now here come the helicoptersBut they won’t save you baby
I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit
Through your skin, through your teeth, through your stomach
Retch and writhe, retch and writhe, retch and writhe

I saw you flying with the falcons, in search of one last chanceYou were saying your piece and battening down the hatches
I saw you running with the wild ones, the desert in your reachYou were holding your own, insisting we do it free style
We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstancesOoh you’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll cut em down to sizeI'm sure you will
I heard rumors on your progress, guess that’s the best I’ll doIf we reversed the situation, be sure I’d do the same for youI saw you dancing in the darkness, but I could see through your disguiseIf I don’t get caught in minor detail, I swear I’ll let love speak its mind well
We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstancesOoh we’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll cut em down to sizeWe phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstancesOoh we’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll cut em down to size
We phase in we phase out we’re flying with the falcons,
Running with the wild ones dancing in the darkness
I can see through your disguise, ohWe phase in we phase out despite these restrictive circumstancesOoh you’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll

Cut em down to sizeI’m sure you’ll, I’m sure you’ll, I’m sure you’ll, I’m sure you’llCut em down to sizeYou know I’m sure you will
We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstances

they call me the sandmansleep well
sleep wellwhen I am around

I saidthey call me the sandmansleep well
sleep wellwhen I am around

they call me the sandmansleep well
sleep wellwhen I am around

they call me the sandmansleep well
sleep wellwhen I am around