Have you ever fell in a metamorphasis. cling to the walls and
Not let go. escape and find something to follow. it's all the same
To me. this is what's right, this is what's narrow. to know you're
Well off and not neglected. mark me on my feet so colored and
Sharper and pleased to meet you again. this time it's wild and
Being fought underground. being followed by mountains clear and
Sound. it turns my arms right over. it sounds so nice and it
Sounds so clear so why am i jealous of all the fear. and i don't
Owe you anything. this time it's all over