Can you feel the dagger
Going into your spine?
Can you see the patterns
That fill up your mind?
Can you feel the dagger
Going into your spin?
Do you know the names that
You're leaving behind?
Do you know?
Can you feel?
Can you feel?
There are no sirens
And there's no getaway car
These are not the clothes you came here wearing
There are weirder things to come by far
Even the angels
Wear misfitting suits
Even the spinning saints
Only learn to spin in place
Do you know?
Can you feel?
Can you feel?
Can you feel the dagger
Going into your spine?
Can you see the patterns
That fill up your mind?
Can you feel the dagger
Going into your spin?
Do you know the names that
You're leaving behind?