Doesn't it feel the same as the cattle out to graze Like a worm boring through cinders and rock and ash I think I need a broom To sweep away the day cleanse us of the shame we're in I'm in Like a stray with the mange runs and lies and man I think I need

Let me hear that Light up the floor Feel the room rock Play me one more Click clack on the high high Heat of this vibrate I'm just being me w-watch me do me