I got bad taste choosing lovers Bad taste of first class covers Ain't surpised, I went insane With no dollars pouring down like rain No arms, no legs, no feet I'm still running to the beat Dark blue, rubbery lips I'm still dancing without my hips I'm just a torso with a head It doesn't matter, I'm still not dead A lifetime of bad moves A lifetime of silent proofs Ain't surprised, I went mad Leaving all things I've never had No arms, no legs, no feet I'm still running to the beat Dark blue, rubbery lips I'm still dancing without my hips I'm just a torso with a head It doesn't matter Keep pushing venom from my blood I'm cutting through iron and through mud I'm still not dead and I won't be done I just keep on dancing I keep pushing venom from my blood I'm cutting through iron and through mud I'm still not dead and I won't be done I just keep on, keep on dancing to the beat So if I play my cards right, I'll show you what I got If I do my work right and right on time I may seem like a proper child But my blood will always run wild No arms, no legs, no feet I'm still running to the beat Dark blue, rubbery lips Venom from my blood I'm cutting through iron and through mud I'm still not dead and I won't be done I just keep on dancing I keep pushing venom from my blood I'm cutting through iron and through mud I'm still not dead and I won't be done I just keep on dancing, dancing Venom, venom Venom, venom Venom, venom