Not here to fight, just getting physical to the spirit that's here
I got a soft spot and rear view mirror to rejoice while they fall

I’m always caught up in some shenanigans
It’s a cyclical, funny kind of thing
Everybody’s hanging on coattails now
Gosh I don’t know how they can last so long

I’m that guy who showed you
Showed you, showed my little world
Now behold, what it is to
What it is turn some tables too

I only meant to start this brawl
In order to release, this squeeze you had me in
Multiplying until…

I go to grab the back of your neck and feel
What it is to perform this gentle squeeze
What kind of energy must I muster up
To remove this mask and this cowardice

I’ll have you dancing on the Ley lines
I’ll have you kneeling down on my shrine
Drinking red wine

Word’s out on the street its a retrograde
It’s a mass hysteria of the age
What’s become of us, I need answers now
Don’t like being drunk, but I like the zone

I’m that guy who showed you
Showed you how to have a ball
What it is to be honest
The end of the world as we know it