Your great impressions   Living iceberg   Stinging swell   And bathe in gold light   Swinging your best knife   Of evil eye   Now ease in armchair   Throbbing showroom of luxury      You say "untie me"   You say "I'm manic"   You sway above me   My chain to yank      Can't blame my overexperience   Lack of balance   Crutch my shove   It's meaningless to fake it's sensible   It's senseless to fake it's meaningful   Retreat   Recline   Front seat   Cordova, so inviting      You say "untie me"   You say "I'm manic"   You float above me   My own personal Satan      Now it's good to go   Now it's good to go   Now it's good to go   Now I'm good to go      You say "untie me"   You say "I'm manic"   You circle above me   My swollen masterpiece   You say "untie me"   You say "I'm manic"   You sway above me   My chain to yank   My chain, yank