I got bad taste choosing lovers
Bad taste of first class covers
Ain't surpised, I went insane
With no dollars pouring down like rain
No arms, no legs, no feet
I'm still running to the beat
Dark blue, rubbery lips
I'm still dancing without my hips
I'm just a torso with a head
It doesn't matter, I'm still not dead
A lifetime of bad moves
A lifetime of silent proofs
Ain't surprised, I went mad
Leaving all things I've never had
No arms, no legs, no feet
I'm still running to the beat
Dark blue, rubbery lips
I'm still dancing without my hips
I'm just a torso with a head
It doesn't matter
Keep pushing venom from my blood
I'm cutting through iron and through mud
I'm still not dead and I won't be done
I just keep on dancing
I keep pushing venom from my blood
I'm cutting through iron and through mud
I'm still not dead and I won't be done
I just keep on, keep on dancing to the beat
So if I play my cards right, I'll show you what I got
If I do my work right and right on time
I may seem like a proper child
But my blood will always run wild
No arms, no legs, no feet
I'm still running to the beat
Dark blue, rubbery lips
Venom from my blood
I'm cutting through iron and through mud
I'm still not dead and I won't be done
I just keep on dancing
I keep pushing venom from my blood
I'm cutting through iron and through mud
I'm still not dead and I won't be done
I just keep on dancing, dancing
Venom, venom
Venom, venom
Venom, venom