Blood's on your hands, thanks for mapping down my path Do you see me dance? Do you understand? Holes in your motif is how I learned to use my feet I learned to be discreet I know just what it means To love, to live out for myself To be me for someone else Can you tell? Ideals and ideas surrounded by opinions A history of thought aside, I still don't know how I'm feeling (I don't know how) Rigor mortis Is Just another new It all turns, from red to blue I'll stomp harder than I know I can Wrap yourself in divine plans I don't yet understand Do you see me dance? To love, to live out for myself To be me for someone else Can you tell? Come in take my hand take the lead Pretend I don't step on your feet I will let you take this to your head Wrap yourself in divine plans I don't yet fully understand Eyes on mine, oh but do you see me dance For myself For someone else Can't you tell? Ideals and ideas surrounded by opinions A history of thought aside, I still don't know how I'm feeling