In the violence, we celebrate again It’s four o’clock in the morning, we’ll wait again And I’m high all the time I wonder why everytime There’s no more faces and no more black velvet crush And there’s no more, there’s no more circles and no more strain Cause I am floating, I’m floating Yeah I am floating, I’m floating See a little girl in a yellow dress She’s playing You see a little boy in a yellow shirt He’s running circles around his shadows in the sand
He’s says hi all the time He wonders why every time And there’s no more faces and no more black velvet crush And there’s no more, there’s no more circles and no more strain Cause I am floating, I’m floating I am floating, I’m floating away Yeah I am floating away, I am floating away, I am floating away I am floating, I am floating away Yeah I am floating away, I am floating away yeah I am floating, I am floating away