Consider me an object
Put me in a vacuum
Free of all conditions
Free of air and friction Yea, I'll be hanging upside down.
And there I will swing
For all eternity Fell it rising, yea next stop falling
Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of falling Consider me an abscess
Leave me in my vacuum
Blood on all the pistons
Running my transmission Feel it rising, yea next stop falling
Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of falling Feel it rising, yeah next stop falling
Feel It rising High above I'll break the law,
if it's illegal to be in love,
leave the hatred, on the cross yea I'll be hanging upside down and here I will swing
for all eternity feel it rising, yea next stop falling
feel it rising, comatose with no fear of falling feel it rising, yea, next stop falling
feel it rising something never thought you'd be part of