Soft violins open the show, Out side the rain turns into snow I watch the crowd that gathers around Watches me dance and fall on the ground It lost control it flows Outside my body through the hall, OH, You call it art, But that's what happens when I fall apart Strange voices fill their hearts Touch them deeper as they rise They shake their heads to the rhythm of the drums Adore me for exciting them with noise It lost control it flows Outside my body through the hall, OH, You call it art, But that's what happens when I fall apart