[Intro: Sample]

"We're in a lot of danger, aren’t we?"

[Chorus]

Marching down the back of your neck

When you've got nowhere to go

I really think so

Your prejudice is burned to my indifference

With nowhere to go

I really think so

Marching down the back of your neck

When you've got nowhere to go

I really think so

Your prejudice is burned to my indifference

With nowhere to go

I really think so

[Sample]

"Do you love me?"

[Verse 1]

All hail the twisted mind that you can't evеr leave behind

Scaling fеnces made of metal bones

To penetrate forbidden zones

Your god's alive and kicking

Sending signs remains indicative

Of rusty nails through hands in fast food brothels

Neon rashes on this crippled shit

Articulate the caustic action flowing through your veins

You think you're higher? Well, you're higher still

And you can't pay the bill

O the drugs, O the pussy

O the things we do for love

Learn your lesson, use your weapon

Ain't it sweet when you're in love?

[Sample]

"Do you love me?"

[Verse 2]

Polar nerves in hidden doorways

You're the one who hides the price

And you're prejudiced entirely

Trying to liberate your vice

Will you breathe when they walk past you

Painting symbols on the doors?

Love's a void you owe your dealer

Bleeding out across the floor

First in volume, last in manners

Voices scrambled, police scanners

Think you got me? Nothing stops electric heresy

It’s flowing from my mouth like toxic water

Into flame corrosive wine

Think you got me? Well, you got me

I’m a symptom of the time

[Sample]

"Do you love me?"

[Chorus]

Marching down the back of your neck

When you've got nowhere to go

I really think so

Your prejudice is burned to my indifference

With nowhere to go

I really think so

Marching down the back of your neck

When you've got nowhere to go

I really think so

Your prejudice is burned to my indifference

With nowhere to go

I really think so

Marching down the back of your neck

(O the pussy, O the drugs)

When you've got nowhere to go

(O the pussy, O the drugs)

I really think so

(O the pussy, O the drugs)

(O the pussy, O the drugs)

Your prejudice is burned to my indifference

(O the pussy, O the drugs)

With nowhere to go

(O the pussy, O the drugs)

I really think so

(O the pussy, O the drugs)

(O the pussy, O the drugs)

[Outro]

Marching down the back of your neck

When you've got nowhere to go

I really think so

Your prejudice is burned to my indifference

With nowhere to go

I really think so