It's the twists and turns

Of the cigarette burns

The holes in the mind

Of the nebulous mass

Forget no returns

And you don't learn

The debt between mine

And the hole in your past

I'm the dust

Of someone's ash

See you in Hell

With the rest of the trash

I need love

A love with question

A clean mind

And a pocket of space

I want a map

And a sense of direction

Looking for love

And the thrill of the world

Just spinning round

Trying to find [unverified]

You wanna be out there

When you're underground

Now, now, now

Now, now, now

Do you feel it lowdown

Too many thoughts

Might have twisted my thinking

I just can't think straight anymore

I've got the bends

I can feel myself sinking

Just can't keep on

Keep on coming back for more

In love

There's no need to worry

I've got nails

So hold on, hold on

Think back before you started thinking

About the things you were

Sold on, sold on

Keep spinning round

Trying to hold on

But you're failing now

You wanna be up there

But you're underground

Now, now, now

Now, now, now

Do you feel it lowdown

Lowdown, lowdown, lowdown

And the world

Keeps spinning around

Trying to burn

But you're melting down

You wanna be out there

But you're underground

Now, now, now

Now, now, now

Do you feel it lowdown

Spinning round

Spinning round

Spinning round

Now, now, now

Now, now, now

Do you feel it lowdown

Lowdown, lowdown, lowdown

Lowdown, lowdown, lowdown