Feeling like a ghost on fire Feeling like a joke told until it's tired When you feel the pulling tractor beam Of the abyss Resist with all your being Everywhere I go Everybody's so damn tight Every day the same old line Everybody told you that Dancing is a crime But the feeling It cannot be denied (Instrumental) Nothing but the fiend Who lives behind your brow Nothing but a scream That rips your insides out Ain't nothing but a doubt Carrying the stone Thinking bout your broken dreams Crying till you soak your cheeks Counting all the holes in your trampoline What's Next? What will you make this mean?