Consider me an object
Put me in a vacuum
Free of all conditions
Free of air and frictionYea, I'll be hanging upside down.
And there I will swing
For all eternityFell it rising, yea next stop falling
Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of fallingConsider me an abscess
Leave me in my vacuum
Blood on all the pistons
Running my transmissionFeel it rising, yea next stop falling
Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of fallingFeel it rising, yeah next stop falling
Feel It risingHigh above I'll break the law,
if it's illegal to be in love,
leave the hatred, on the crossyea I'll be hanging upside down and here I will swing
for all eternityfeel it rising, yea next stop falling
feel it rising, comatose with no fear of fallingfeel it rising, yea, next stop falling
feel it risingsomething never thought you'd be part of