I hear the trains coming, the echo in the tunnel, the gentle roar, a roar of the underground. Is it what it sounds like, the innocent dark and the sweet talk of the slow? And I was afraid of you, now I've gotten used to you. Now you're ringing, I feel in my body what I didn't know of before. Is it the two lifelines in our face that I follow with my fingers? Did she ever laugh that much? Did she ever laugh that much? Born on a Friday, kiss on the table, oh it's real danger. Born on a Friday, make a cross on your toaster, kiss on the table, make a cross on your toaster, oh it's real danger. And I was told to look away when I saw a raven spit three times when a cat crossed the street. I was told to be afraid of so many things. Now I'm waking my witch and I move like a cat and if I dare to look her in the eye, would she comfort me? Would she comfort me? Born on a Friday, make a cross on your toaster, kiss on the table, make a cross on your toaster, oh it's real danger. Born on a Friday, make a cross on your toaster, kiss on the table, make a cross on your toaster, oh it's real danger. Born on a Friday, make a cross on your toaster, kiss on the table, make a cross on your toaster. I is a born on a Friday, make a cross on your toaster, kiss on the table, make a cross on your toaster, oh it's real danger. Is it what it sounds like, the innocent dark and the sweet talk of the stone? Is it what it sounds like?