Vertigo
Strike while the iron is hot
Pull up the gear-shift and drive
Don't ask me how far we got
Or what time we'll arrive
The air is bone dust and ash
The earth is fire and mace
Bring your tennis racket
Pour some milk on your face
Vertigo
The ground cracks under your feet
The buildings moving in waves
I see you spinning off-axis
Disintegrating in rage
The sunlight sets on their guns
Somehow the days re-begin
You're still an open wound
Flapping wild in the wind
Vertigo
I can't slow down
I'm spinning and I need to keep moving on
This time you feel it without
This time you feel it within
They stalk and intercept you
From under your skin
Under their demon red cloud
Where do we go from here?
You're spitting bloodlust out loud
I'm still trying to steer
The streets are piling with tires
Someone stole all the cash
This time you carry the barrel
And I'll flick the match
This time they blew up the place
This time they made their bed
Not a single one spoke out
Come rip these fuckers to shreds
Maybe they pushed us too far
Till there was nowhere to go
If we scream in this hall of mirrors
Can anybody hear us?
Will anybody know?
Can anybody hear at all?
Vertigo
I can't slow down
I'm spinning & I need to keep moving on
Pull up the gear-shift and drive
Don't ask me how far we got
Or what time we'll arrive
The air is bone dust and ash
The earth is fire and mace
Bring your tennis racket
Pour some milk on your face
Vertigo
The ground cracks under your feet
The buildings moving in waves
I see you spinning off-axis
Disintegrating in rage
The sunlight sets on their guns
Somehow the days re-begin
You're still an open wound
Flapping wild in the wind
Vertigo
I can't slow down
I'm spinning and I need to keep moving on
This time you feel it without
This time you feel it within
They stalk and intercept you
From under your skin
Under their demon red cloud
Where do we go from here?
You're spitting bloodlust out loud
I'm still trying to steer
The streets are piling with tires
Someone stole all the cash
This time you carry the barrel
And I'll flick the match
This time they blew up the place
This time they made their bed
Not a single one spoke out
Come rip these fuckers to shreds
Maybe they pushed us too far
Till there was nowhere to go
If we scream in this hall of mirrors
Can anybody hear us?
Will anybody know?
Can anybody hear at all?
Vertigo
I can't slow down
I'm spinning & I need to keep moving on
Credits
Writer(s): Nadine Khouri
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