Cut from the act, a trail in the underpass Fall on your feet, feigning morality We're chained to the heat We're bound up in ecstasy It's on then it's off It starts then it never stops, it's never enough I burn to see the best of me A made up fate alive on the breeze A bird, a bee, humanity Well it ain't all that much, it ain't all that much Asleep on the job Dreaming the hours lost A meaningless feat consuming the whole of me I jumped out of sight To live for another night To feast on the art A splint for my crooked heart I burn to see the best of me A made up fate alive on the breeze A bird, a bee, humanity Well it ain't all that much, it ain't all that much We're all born crazy, that's the way we're made to be We're all born crazy now Cut from the act, a trail in the underpass It's on then it's off It starts then it never stops, it's never enough