Wilt - Expedestrians lyrics

Oh God - I feel my breathing again, And everything's pumping back and forwards my friend, But I can't describe how it never stops - Everything is wrong, Everything has to pop. That's alright. My head - My face is numbing again, All of my fingers, arms, and shoulders are drained, But I can't refrain from the Devil's vice, Everything's lost - Everything has a price, That's alright. Expedestrians take a bow. Expedestrians take a bow. Expedestrians take a bow (x4) Even though, You think it's hardly a pain, Going through the motions has me reeling again, And I can't describe how the panic hurts, Everything's wrong - Everything goes beserk, That's alright. Expedestrians take a bow. Expedestrians take a bow. Expedestrians take a bow (x4) Expedestrians take a bow. (x6)