The Third Man Lyrics

Ah

Yeah

He needs to recollect, no false concept of events he can't detect

Feel depressed, or feel like another segment set, to interject

A spirit of ancestors creeping through his defect, object

Rumour has it that the industry reflects every perfectly profound casket

Next to every heard gimmick, lives a vet

Creating beneath the surface, waiting on like a thief below the net

Wanting relief as he surfaces

No remorse, with force, he enforced, every source, reinforce

Hatred in mind, you know their eyes don't endorse

He endures the inner trait

Indicate, so his innate curse starts to adverse 'em 'til it hurts!

See the whole world as it turns

Another eighth is immersed through his reefer, got no words

See the whole world as it burns

Another nine is at work with a beamer, got no words

See the whole world as it turns

Another eighth is immersed through his reefer, got no words

See the whole world as it burns

Another nine is at work with a beamer, got no words

Perplexed, his perverse, adverse optic nerve allows him to see light

Through the shade, he might coerce, inside

Then re-decide, and contemplate on what's right

How can he concentrate with the feeling of failing his common traits?

Healing is a blessing in-disguise

No more carelessly stressing, staring at his ceiling, must arise!

But their bulletproof attire, that's arising the fire, it ain't surprising either

That their full-proof-plan is inviting his desire, acquire

A cannon, to can 'em, he can't stand 'em, it's direr

They misfire, he out raps 'em, got his whole mind at ransom

All they hear is at random, a phantom, but to him, memorandum!

See the whole world as it turns

Another eighth is immersed through his reefer, got no words

See the whole world as it burns

Another nine is at work with a beamer, got no words

See the whole world as it turns

Another eighth is immersed through his reefer, got no words

See the whole world as it burns

Another nine is at work with a beamer, got no words