Profane Geometry - Iron Chic

Planning a vacation

In unmapped constellations

I’ve seen them in a dream

A thousand permutations

Adjust my calculations

But never what I mean

And nothing’s what it seems

When the walls start bleeding

That’s a curse worth repeating

My palms get sweaty

Yeah, I’m fucked up already

The whole world’s drowning in my fist

A long way from innocent

It makes sense

When you look at it that way

It’s a one man operation

A no-win situation

A panoramic scene

Complex computations

And the strictest regulations

Couldn’t change the things I’ve seen

But they might tell me what it means

When the walls start bleeding

That’s a curse worth repeating

My heart feels heavy

But it’s still pounding steady

The whole world’s getting beat to shit

No such thing as innocence

Things end and we’re heading for that day

My palms get sweaty

Yeah, my heart feels heavy

Long way from innocent

No such thing as innocence