Cynic

Soap opera is throwing out the radio
Spit over your shoulder when I’m crossing the road
This amulet brings bad luck for us all
Yeah, I was once a believer
But now my heart turns in to
It turns in to
It turns in to stone
Coldheart cynic
That’s what’s become of me
Coldheart cynic
That’s what you’ve made of me
No longer the soothing rays of light, yeah
Now I’m a resident of night, yeah
Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors
Soap opera is throwing out the radio
Spit over my shoulder when you’re crossing the road
This amulet brings bad luck for us all
Now I was once a believer
But now my heart turns in to
It turns in to
It turns in to stone
Coldheart cynic
That’s what’s become of me
Coldheart cynic
That’s what you’ve made of me
No longer the soothing rays of light, yeah
Now I’m a resident of night, yeah
What a sparkplug, what a shiny talent
What a good sport you are
This year’s award goes to you
Congratulations and co-miserations
Yeah, I was once a believer
But now my heart turns in to
It turns in to
It turns in to stone
Coldheart cynic
That’s what’s become of me
Coldheart cynic
That’s what you’ve made of me
No longer the soothing rays of light, yeah
Now I’m a resident of night, yeah
Coldheart cynic
Coldheart cynic
That’s the spirit