There is no way to turn away
The feeling dies, the reflex stays
We've got a space outside of time
Where no one's no one, and no one's mineYou're going to forget who you were
And learn to become who you areFever's fever, hallucinate
Teeth just like powder, tongue detonates
Sleeper's sleeper, you got the sack
It's time that your ghost comes tumbling backIt's one more way to mark your time
The rush of air, the lack of mind
Join the cogs minus love
Abyss with trance falls from aboveYou're going to forget who you were
And learn to become who you areFever's fever accelerates
The wave of submission that marks your fate
Sleeper's sleeper, your paperback
Is crumpled with dreams and what you lackYou're going to forget who you were
And learn to become who you are
Songwriters
Ken Andrews, GREG THOMAS EDWARDSPublished by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.