Incubus - Here In My Room

This party is old and uninviting

Participants all in black and white

You enter in full blown Technicolor

Nothing is the same after tonight



If the world were to fall apart

In a fiction-worthy wind

I wouldn't change a thing

Now that you're here



And love is a verb

Here in my room, here in my room, here in my room

Yeah, love is a verb

Here in my room, here in my room, here in my room



You enter and close the door behind you

Now show me the world as seen from the stars

If only the lights would dim a little

And I'm weary of eyes upon my scars



If the world were to fall apart

In a fiction-worthy wind

I wouldn't change a thing

Now that you're here



And love is a verb

Here in my room, here in my room, here in my room

Yeah, love is a verb

Here in my room, here in my room, here in my room



Pink tractor beam into your incision

Head spinning as free as Dervish's whirl

I came here expecting next to nothing

So thank you for being that kind of girl



That kind of girl

That kind of girl

That kind of girl

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