Leigh
You’re not sleeping enough and it shows
Your clothes lie dishevelled by the fire
You keep all those sins
Tucked away with ruby rings
Fortune’s your only desire
In the blink of an eye you will be gone

Your portrait is hung
In a mausoleum
Where ancient assassins conspire
There’s no more room
For one so dissolute
Though there you would gladly retire
In the blink of an eye you will be gone

Paranoia
Forces you to sell
All that you held with such ire
Your sister suspects
The train’s about to wreck
Your brother’s gaze is inspired

We don’t argue, we debate
About the subtleties of fate
But lately that’s a bore
So

Leigh
You’re not sleeping enough and it shows
Your infamy grows like a good liar
Every action is struck
With the right amount of luck
Your conscience has gone haywire
In the blink of an eye you will be gone
In the blink of an eye you will be gone
In the blink of an eye you will have won
And I’ll smile