Catharsis

I like to dissect girls

There are no more barriers to cross

Who am I?

Some kind of abstraction

And though I can hide my face

You can shake my hand

And feel flesh

Maybe can even sense

Our lifestyles are probably the same

I am simply not here

I don’t hope for a new world

Better for anyone

Doesn’t matter if it was 20 or 40

I have to return some videotapes

Swing, swing, swing

Like a cowboy

Swing, swing, swing

Like a storm

Swing, swing, swing

The pain inside

Swing, swing, swing

Your heart alive

I think my mask of sanity is about to slip

From my face thru my acts

I feel lethal on the verge of frenzy

Swing, swing, swing

Just once

Swing, swing, swing

Just one more time

Swing, swing, swing

I wanna feel

Swing, swing, swing

I know the insides

I think my mask of sanity is about to slip

From my face thru my acts