Feeling like a ghost on fire
Feeling like a joke told until it's tired
When you feel the pulling tractor beam
Of the abyss
Resist with all your being
Everywhere I go
Everybody's so damn tight
Every day the same old line
Everybody told you that
Dancing is a crime
But the feeling
It cannot be denied
(Instrumental)
Nothing but the fiend
Who lives behind your brow
Nothing but a scream
That rips your insides out
Ain't nothing but a doubt
Carrying the stone
Thinking bout your broken dreams
Crying till you soak your cheeks
Counting all the holes in your trampoline
What's Next?
What will you make this mean?