The body grooves, the body moves, the body's got it's own attitude
The body shivers, the body quakes, the body can't speak but it's got a lot to say
Looking for an exit
Stuck on repeat
Looking for an exit
From this captivity
The skin crawls, the skin regrets, the skin recalls what the body forgets
The feel is loose, the feel is wrong, I wish that I was feeling strong
I don't know what the future may bring
But right now I'm not liking the look of things
These days
I don't know what the future may be
But I'm not liking what I see
These days
I'm lost
I'm found
It goes round and around