The Scale - Interpol

I have a sequin for an eye

Pick a rose and hide my face

This is a bandit’s life, it comes and goes

And them’s the breaks

Under a molten sky, beyond the road

We lie in wait

You think they know us now?

Wait 'til the stars come out

You see that?

I made you

And now, I take you back

It’s too late

But today, I can define the lack

I made you

And now, I take you back

Son, you sleep in clouds of fire

That’s all and that’s right

My son, you sleep in clouds of fire

That’s all and that’s right

I can still feel it when you lie

Pick a rose just to hide my face

Well, if there’s something I should know

I seek no science where there is no shade

Under a molten sky, let the days collide

Well, I made you and now I take you back

Son, you sleep in clouds of fire

That’s all and that’s right

My son, you sleep in clouds of fire

That’s all and that’s right