I want to die tonight
So nothing will ruin this
Is what a psychopath might say
If they wrote lyrics

I'm not self referential for the hell of it
I used to think hell was the bottom of the pit of my stomach
Before school where I'd cry the night before
To make myself ill
I can't hold back the fear that I'm alive
And I wonder how I look in other peoples eyes

So make this moment special
Freeze it
Shoot it into space
And don't make me relive it

So make this moment special
Freeze it
Shoot it into space
And please let me relive it

Do everything from memory
Do everything from memory
Do everything from memory
Do everything from memory
(Eel, eel, eel)

Make yourself an eel
So you can shock
(Shock, Shock)
And slip away

Operator. Operating. Operated.
I'm tired of telephone etiquette
I write scripts before I pick up the phone
So please stick to it
Don't ad lib your lines
I didn't expect that question
So I'll just hold on the line
Dial tone in 3, 2, 1...

I want to die tonight
So nothing will ruin this
Is what a psychopath might say
If they wrote lyrics

I'm not self referential for the hell of it
I used to think hell was the bottom of the pit of my stomach
Before school where I'd cry the night before
To make myself ill
Cos you cant make me go if I'm not here
You cant make me go if I'm not here

Do everything from memory
Dance from everything
And die from memory
Drew all my body from memory when I die
And shoot me off to space
Don't lie

A coffin through every stained glass window

And at the end
I'll remember

I'm a thousand different people in stained glass
Giving me the irony of being touched
By a light that shoots right through me
And makes you see me
And shoots right through me
And makes you see me

(I'm an eel, I'm an eel, I'm an eel, I'm an eel)

Shock and slip away