Rapture

In my lonesome aberration
It won't settle with a crowd
You're a beast that I was raising
That surrounds you like a crown

But I need some rapture
But I got nothin' to show
And my heart ain't broken
Won't turn silver to gold

In your lonesome advocation
You don't meddle with the crown
You're a leash that I was twistin'
And it wears you like a gown

But I need some rapture
But I got nothin' to show
And my heart ain't broken
Won't turn silver to gold

Honey, won't you break some skin? Just let it out
I've got a feelin', but it ain't coming down
Honey, won't you break some bread? Just let it crack
I'm on the ceiling but you're under glass

Oh-oh
Oh-oh

Honey, won't you break some bread? Just let it crack
I'm on the ceiling, but you're under glass
Honey, won't you break some skin? Just let it out
I've got a feelin', but it ain't coming down

Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh

Ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh
Ah-ah