Such a sweet sweet sweet young man Wrapped up in sinister plans We're using our hands again Inside the holes where they always fit We're using our hands again Inside the holes where they will always fit Recycle time with nothing left We're turning words into flesh I never want to hold a Never want to hold the gun I never want to hold the gun We have to keep it so ordinary We want to make it so necessary Into moments loaded with instinct Don't you ever say we want the same things I can't believe the time that it takes And we accept what it creates I wish i could crawl in your head And kill those dreams you use to define yourself I never want to hold a Never want to hold the gun I never want to hold the gun We have to keep it so ordinary We want to make it so necessary Into moments loaded with instinct Don't you ever say we want the same things I can't believe the time that it takes And we accept what it creates I wish i could crawl in your head And kill those dreams you use to define yourself I never want to hold a Never want to hold the gun I never want to hold the gun