[Spoken] Whats that glare in your eyes, Evil marks in the sky Your gonna die your gonna die... [Sang] You look for an answer inside of a balloon, not even blown up. A one way detour no return, downhill fall, Never going up. You thinks its ok, that you have everything in control, Handling just fine. Well thats not the truth you see its not the truth at all, You're falling behind. I can see that.... Its doing something, Its doing something to you, and you, and you changing you, Its doing nothing Its doing nothing for you, or you, or you, except for breaking you You try to rif yourself fo the inevitable pain, With a losers crutch. A dangerous ride upon a wildblown horse, Hands slipping from thier clutch. You think its allright that you have never even changed, Your reflections blind. But looking from the outide i can see a change in course, Taking over your mind Now i know that... Its doing something, Its doing something to you, and you, and you changing you, Its doing nothing Its doing nothing for you, or you, or you, By god its k**ing you. Its doing something, Its doing something to you, and you, and you changing you, Its doing nothing Its doing nothing for you, or you, or you, except for breaking you (Changing, breaking,k**ing, you and you and you.)