Spirals, circles   A flash flood flows behind your eyelids   Tonight, you chose a grave of water and electricity      Breathe (pretender)   Stage your suicide (surrender)   Seal your fate      Spirals, circles   The cables, they suspend your body   As I dance in circles   Around your nervous system and say      Off with her head   And all the chanting voices   That my heart had to shed   I gave them up to feel her love,      So off with her head   In light she cries   At night she laughs alone in her bed   I foolishly believed her lies      Now I've gone mad      As the sleep sets in, Mister Jacob can   Giddy-up inside of the seahorse man   And hell pass away in the burning eyes   With a silver platter of paradise   And you want to run, but you've got to see   And you lost your soul in the lottery   Tumble up the stairs as your roll downhill   You pop a drink as you drink your pill   The timber, the temper   The timber of your voice   Sends shivers down my spine   Since you made the wrong choice   The timber, the temper, the temperature