Fall back full moon
Too much too soon
All your blue rooms
In their full bloom
And rather than suffer this torment
I would sooner induce this trance cause at almost the right time darling the floorboards move under your dance
And its right off the scene
Where the man goes into the bathroom to bloody his nose I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it rising into my throat
I'm bored again
So bored again
I'm born again
So bored
Pressure
On your thigh
Option paralyzed
And rather than suffer this torment I would sooner commit this crime
In a pasture consumed by bloated bellies gorged on desire and wine
And acting on false contrition
Is worse than admitting the lie
Cause at almost the right step darling the action detaches from time
And its right off the scene
Where the man starts clutching his shirt to signal his arrest I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it rising into his chest
He's bored again
So bored again
He's born again
So bored