Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors Soap opera is throwing out the radio Spit over your shoulder when I'm crossing the road This amulet brings bad luck for us all Yeah, I was once a believer But now my heart turns in to It turns in to It turns in to stone Coldheart cynic That's what's become of me Coldheart cynic That's what you've made of me No longer the soothing rays of light, yeah Now I'm a resident of night, yeah Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors Soap opera is throwing out the radio Spit over my shoulder when you're crossing the road This amulet brings bad luck for us all Now I was once a believer But now my heart turns in to It turns in to It turns in to stone Coldheart cynic That's what's become of me Coldheart cynic That's what you've made of me No longer the soothing rays of light, yeah Now I'm a resident of night, yeah What a sparkplug, what a shiny talent What a good sport you are This year's award goes to you Congratulations and co-miserations Yeah, I was once a believer But now my heart turns in to It turns in to It turns in to stone Coldheart cynic That's what's become of me Coldheart cynic That's what you've made of me No longer the soothing rays of light, yeah Now I'm a resident of night, yeah Coldheart cynic Coldheart cynic That's the spirit