Be Bop Deluxe - Possession lyrics

Nelson There's such a beautiful mess up in my room My thoughts are tangled in the legs of chairs I like to think that it's my token of genius But then again perhaps I just don't care. I'm going crazy with the speed of living I'm leaving parts of me all over the place I think I've found a piece that looks like my heart But then again maybe it's just my face. Possession, possession, paying the price Possession, possession, run for my life. I charge my dreams up with the cheapest batteries The light goes out and everything looks dim I stumble 'round pretending that I'm dancing Doing fine until the truth breaks in. Cameras are thieves, they always take my picture A tape-recorder stole my voice today I think machines and clocks have secret motives But then again (maybe they're made that way). Possession, possession, paying the price Possession, possession, run for my life. I paint my shirt with all the latest outrages Just like I did so many years before It drives me to the brink of pink disaster But I don't mind, that's what possession's for. Possession, possession, paying the price Possession, possession, run for my life.