i may walk the streets but you are alive inside me i ve been holding on so long invader miracles yes i ve seen you are the strong i am the weak it s raining and it s so cold invader my name is the war on the 80 percent my name is the void collecting her rent my name is fellini my name is chopin i will blow away with the dust i know who i am i may walk the streets in bliss tainted misery with the dope in you and the dagger in me invader so watch we self implode we car crash on an empty road bound by our lust and our vulgar woes we mock we mirror my name is the war on the 80 percent my name is the void collecting her rent my name is fellini my name is chopin i will blow away with the dust i know who i am