Muse: Space Dementia

mmmmmaaa
h-eight ... is the one for me
it gives me all i need
and helps me co-exist
with the chill

ooooohaa

you make me sick
because i adore you so
i love all the dirty tricks
and twisted games you play
on me

oooooooh

space dementia in your eyes and
peace will arise
and, tear us apart
and make us mean-ing-less again

mmmm yeah

you'll make us wanna die
i'd cut your name in my heart

we'll destroy this world for you
i know you want me to
feel your pain

oooohaaahoo

space dementia in your eyes and

peace will arise
and tear us apart
and make us mean-ing-less again

Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, oooooh, oooooooh-aaa