Woorden: Hum. Electra 2000. Iron Clad Lou.

Now he's alive, while he sees he knows
He don't need a word from this fucking tease
He just needs some space and a lot of trees
A place to sleep, place to breathe

Cruising out of third and strapped to the mountain side
Reaching for the sun, it tells him something's right
Come into my mind where I can't feel you
The cat is in my head and I'm fucking wide awake

Image in the sky tells me I'm not alive
Smashing suns and you smashing out his brains
Come into my mind where I can't feel you
The cat is in my head and I'm fucking wide awake

I win, I win, I win
It sure gets lonely at the top, sure feels weird, you're falling out
It sure gets lonely at the top
I win, I win