Staring with a sense of apprehension
Eyes are pointed upward toward the skyline
I'm not holding my breath for a godsend
Running 'round the Earth to beat the sunrise
Run
Your spans of attention have been stunted
Evil growing from the seeds we planted
Spirits have been sorely maladjusted
Laughing, with that one foot in your casket
Run
Inside your
Head, your brain
Is breaking;
Gone insane
Inside your
Head, your brain
Is breaking;
Gone insane