Your great impressions
Living iceberg
Stinging swell
And bathe in gold light
Swinging your best knife
Of evil eye
Now ease in armchair
Throbbing showroom of luxury

You say "untie me"
You say "I'm manic"
You sway above me
My chain to yank

Can't blame my overexperience
Lack of balance
Crutch my shove
It's meaningless to fake it's sensible
It's senseless to fake it's meaningful
Retreat
Recline
Front seat
Cordova, so inviting

You say "untie me"
You say "I'm manic"
You float above me
My own personal Satan

Now it's good to go
Now it's good to go
Now it's good to go
Now I'm good to go

You say "untie me"
You say "I'm manic"
You circle above me
My swollen masterpiece
You say "untie me"
You say "I'm manic"
You sway above me
My chain to yank
My chain, yank