Better Than Ezra Lyrics
Particle
Your pain makes you beautiful, you love to lose control
And mediocrity's rewarded so set your standard low
IN an imploding star, or a burned out car, I implore you
In a carbon-arc or a dim lit park, I implore you
Suck me in, I'm willing, I get off when you go on
Let me be your fate.
Pour it on, pour it on
In a country fair or union square, I implore you
In a shrouded face or a spray of mace, I implore you
Cryptic? Elemental
You transcend when you succumb
One last shred of frailty left
Embedded in our bones
In an imploding star, or a burned out car, I implore you
In a carbon-arc or a dim lit park, I implore you
So do it again, do it again, do it again
This is what it means particle
So do it again, do it again, do it again
This is what it means particle