Consider me an object. Put me in a vacuum.
Free of all conditions. Free of air and friction.
Yeh, I'll be hanging upside down. And there I will swing.
For all eternity.
Feel it rising,' Yeh, next stop falling
Feel it rising,' Comatose, with no fear of falling
Consider me an abcess. Leave me in my vacuum.
Blood on all the pistons. Running my transmission.
Feel it rising,' Yeh, 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
Yeh, I'll be hanging upside down. And there I will swing.
For all eternity.
Feel it rising,' Yeh, next stop falling
Feel it rising,' Comatose, with no fear of falling
Feel it rising,' Yeh, next stop falling
Feel it rising
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