As sure as prisons are the models for the city 
I let my mind and my body imprison me 
and now a Versaille has risen up inside 
and i live in fear of the glide 
in fear of the glide 
and if the doors of perception were finally cleansed 
I could see your face again 
and my love for the world would be wild and pure 
if not for this goddamn limiter 
I pushed my limits to the sickening heights 
and I can feel my heartbeat pounding on the back of my eyes 
the drip of the faucet 
and the warmth of your thighs 
and the limiter - 
still blinded by the candlelight 

the rubies and the pearls of the lovesick eye 
the martyr's moans and the lover's sighs 
your legs so sheer in the UV light 
and the limiter - 
still blinded by the candlelight 

as sure as prisons are the models for the city 
I nurture my need for oil and electricity 
the bigger the need gets the more that 
the people want a piece of it 
and if the doors of perception were finally cleansed 
I could take my place again 
and my love for the world would be wild and pure 
if not for this goddamn limiter 
I pushed my limits to the sickening heights 
and I can feel my heartbeat pounding on the back of my eyes 
the drip of the faucet 
and the warmth of your thighs 
and the limiter - 
still blinded by the candlelight 

the rubies and the pearls of the lovesick eye 
the martyr's moans and the lover's sighs 
your legs so sheer in the UV light 
and the limiter - 
still blinded by the candlelight 
Delight - 
I could see you there 
and Delight - 
I want to see you in me everywhere 
as sure as prisons are the models for the cities 
I let my mind and my body imprison me 
I pushed my limits to the sickening heights 
and I can feel my heartbeat's pressure on the back of my eyes 
the drip of the faucet 
and the warmth of your thighs 
and the limiter - 
still blinded by the candlelight