Priceless

Incubus · A Crow Left Of The Murder... [2004]

the fact that you think you can

speak to the way you do

leads me to believe that you

have never steped out of the

skin you live in. but when

and if this day occurs

your tongue, the taste, will imitate

a battery: the anti-equilibrium

your stomach becomes the floor.



the look on your face was priceless (3X)

That look it was so.. priceless!



a light goes on upstairs

the attic is ablaze!

this island isn't big enough

for the both of us so who will swim

in eel infested oceans?

kiss the sand goodbye because

the tide is coming up and in

yeah, water, water, water everywhere

and every chance to sink!



the look on your face was priceless (3X)

That look it was so.. priceless!



it's an amalgamation of the things

you aren't, the ways you wish they were,

a split second perceiving of the way

you really look to everyone of them

i wish that you could get a glimpse,

i wish that you could see because

the look on your face was priceless!