Despite what you say,
it still makes me adore you and the harder you kick,
the bigger my love
and i know that things will soon turn gold,
well if you breathe out the cold
that's burnin' you out
ma ma ma ma ma
you're loosin' control mate,
gotta run from the savage,
'cause he feeds from the idle mind
Tell me, i've heard it before
'cause i had to tell it to someone,
who told someone before
'cause they're head was caving in,
you know you thicken up the air
and it's not fair,
spit it out and breate in..
How clear the air can be..
Ma ma ma ma ma
And the world will roll regardless
you've got to sit and take the spin,
if you're not happy with your ride,
help someone elses begin
He feeds from the..
And he'll work on your..
And he'll dig at your..
And he'll pick at your..