Once the feeling comes
You play the part
And break their heart
Until you feel alive
Scratch through the ceiling
You love to have your fun
Behind the gun
Until the fever dies
And
There's something at work here
There's something at work here
There's something at work here
Dark circles around your body
Soon you'll be stealing from
The odds and ends
Who once were friends
But now you demonize
Back to the meaning of
The way you are
You crash the car
To make the fever rise
And
There's something at work here
There's something at work here
There's something at work here
Chalk circles all around your body
Shiftless inside your guile
Will lay the card
That tears apart
What used to be alive
Slips your aching heart
And once again
Without, within
Will come to be invited
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