Into the center, the minds of the blind   Deep penetration works every time   Dreaming that I'm lost the tombs of the pyramids   So I close my eyelids      Man, I got this sinkin' feelin'   Open my eyes and reach for the ceiling   Grab the phone, I wait for a dial tone   Please, operator, speak of the monologue      Trapped inside this circle of madness   Rip the phone from the wall with sadness   See my face, I stare in the mirror   As that reflects the eyes of a killer      As the sunset, then comes the dawn   Chased in the woods by a wolf, now it's gone   Am I dreamin' or is it a nightmare?   Wake from my dream in the woods in my underwear      It gets worse, my pulse rate's speeding   Hit by a branch or a twig, now I'm bleeding   I'm on the edge of a nervous breakdown   Sounds of a hound in the dark as I turn around      I'm on the run at a steady pace   Who's in the distance? I'm hearin' the bass   Standing, I move along   The A La Mode's in the twilight zone      Razor blades of rain keep pourin'   Cuttin' the roof of my rest while I'm snoring   My next verse is stirred with the Hebrews   Time is erased with the strength of the voodoo      The realistic style of the mystic   Put together for them on plastic   Circle of movements, I guess I'm goin'   Around in a circle, that's me, A La Mode      From the rips of a torturess   On a plain, I'm profound by scorcher's   What to do with my brain, absorbed in the sun   So run, baby, run