There was a soft spark 
From the electric light
A dull hum from the radiator
Short fuse in the television
The static is gone 
The static was mine
And the coffee had come to a boil 
So black 
Hot as a fire, yes hot as a fire 
The London fog, covered all for miles and mile and miles
Grey scale gracing the grandest towers above
You cant hide their charm
You cant hide their charm
Dare I say my devilish ways 
Have dampened my opinion of this once Idyllic place 
And I know, I know 
Its my numb appreciation of the world 
I know, I know
It’s my numb appreciation of it all 
Cautious of my Karma on the floor 
Its just me blededing conscience
By the vial 
Nevermind the flowers on the wall
Its just me killing kindness with my love, love
Mother always said I was a charming lad
A smiling boy that kissed the girls 
And watched the world pass by 
I like the setting sun
Rapture in its mellow glow 
Could I could I be so peculiar 
Could I Could I come so undone
Cautious of my karma on the floor 
Its Just me bleeding conscience by the vial 
Nevermnd mind the flowers on the wall
 its just me killing kindness with my love