♪ ♪ I got another recipe for feeling fine Won't let these inhibitions find the far end of the line ♪ I know I've got a chance to lose the upper hand The truth is that it won't make me any faster than the man ♪ Crucified, humiliation on the side Can't take my feet to stop it And so I just keep smiling Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪ I was born in a thunderstorm, can't turn you blind Nobody ever told you love, the secrets you could find I know a little more than I get credit for And what to be surprising if I told you I'm sick storm ♪ Crucified, humiliation on the side Can't take my fingers to stop it And so I just keep smiling Crucified, humiliation on the side Can't take my fingers to stop it And so I just keep smiling ♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa