safe as a cancer twice as mean two days in may could never mean a things solitary confinement love song for a muse inside my head lies a room without a view catacombs of yesterday vissions blatant to the blind shadows cast by candlelight remind us we're all doing time for what? ancient text of the perfect crime in and out of solitude through blood of mine knocking on wood i step on crack consolation prize you're never coming back another breath of insolence tasting different but the same cracks in the mirror can't hide the fact you kept good like suede in the rain.