I know I'm buried down there in the catacombs of your mind dig deeper and you'll find a haze of daisy chains and medicated pains good god, when acid rain floods your brain from the dirt I will rise I will rise The precession's ahead the heart is behind the future is fleeting I'm out of time Founds words of you? with your? infatuation my purity is you take you on midnight city walks on wretched blocks sick of humiliation I'm still on the prowl behind you The precession's ahead the heart has been had the future is fleeting I'm out of time Remember how you moved and I never heard from you again Sometimes I do pretend you said that one day you'd come back for me oh that is the only reason why I'm still a part of this dreadful scenery The precession's ahead the heart is behind the future is fleeting I'm out of time Your hair will return to it's natural color You'll move to a new town and off to another