(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!