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