Inside Out/Collision Course

My blood is on fire
My nerves are raw, feel like live wires
My tongue burns
Oooh
But my heart is still beating
And I'll search for the words to sing

My mind is like exposed flesh
TV is the salt
My skin feels like it's been turned inside out
But my heart is still beating
And I'll search for the words to sing

Ten thousand years gone, ten thousand more
In bitter embrace, the world mourns
For all that is good and all that matters
Past, present and future on a collision course
Ooooh

Perfect eyes, perfect lips
Perfect skin, perfectly rotting within, rotting within
Sucking blood out to drain
Everyone wired, fingertips numb, no feelings remain
No remains

And yet we press on searching for the way through
You know that we'll press on
Hoping for the will to break through
And yet we press on searching for the way through
You know that we'll press on
Hoping for the will to break through