Lyrics:

Consider me an object

Put me in a vacuum

Free of all conditions

Free of air and friction



Yea, I'll be hanging upside down.

And there I will swing

For all eternity



Fell it rising, yea next stop falling

Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of falling



Consider me an abscess

Leave me in my vacuum

Blood on all the pistons

Running my transmission



Feel it rising, yea next stop falling

Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of falling



Feel it rising, yeah next stop falling

Feel It rising



High above I'll break the law,

If it's illegal to be in love,

Leave the hatred, on the cross



Yea I'll be hanging upside down and here I will swing

For all eternity



Feel it rising, yea next stop falling

Feel it rising, comatose with no fear of falling



Feel it rising, yea, next stop falling

Feel it rising



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