Go crazy with the new age contigion
Run wild with your sense of oblivion
And once your morale falls
Be prepared to elucidate your stall
I'm not here to shelter you
I never was meant to get you through
So pierce your skin one last time
And remember what it meant to feel alive
IS YOUR MAN
ON THE FLOOR
IF HE AIN'T
LET HIM GO
Now that I have it back
You are a jealous wreck
Now that I have it back
You are a jealous wreck