(feedback) "Now!"

Feel the world moving sideways, and I panic again
Keep it all on the inside, and I walk away
Run, run rabbit!

Gotta stay cool, gotta think twice
God may be wrong... my hell is nice
This constant tension, fear of flight
Got my motorcycle to cut the night...
I pull the trigger, God is dead
Now live in fear of myself instead

My supple mind can only guess
I'm moving on with no regrets
Don't fight it, you'll learn to like it
Just crawl inside it and learn to ride it. Ooh!

Gotta get high, I've been too low
God may know why... I fucking don't
Constant tension, fear of flight
Got my motorcycle to cut the night
I pull the trigger, you know God is dead
And now live in fear of the self instead

My supple mind can only guess
I'm moving on with no regrets
Don't fight it, I'll learn to like it
I'll crawl inside it and learn to ride it
Ooh! Yeah! Yeah!
Well, I'll tell you...
I've been the Rabbit King
I'd run from anything
Holding on, cowering
I've been conquering, no longer trembling
(live: "my fear of trembling")
(This) time spent alone is empowering
Don't fight it, I kinda like it
And crawl inside it, and learn to ride...

Well, I used to wake up behind the wheel
I used to hurt before I could heal
I used to cave in to any direction
I used to tolerate without discretion. Yeah!