Its turning, its turning around Its floating, its floating around
its burning and breaking down smoothly drilling my mind
it;s breaking and breaking and breaking Honestly I'll die, I need me to be slightly numb
I'm hardly touching the ground I'm feeling it raping my mind
Bobby Funk! Bobby Funk! Bobby Funk!
This is my rejection, I don't need protection This is my rejection, I don't need protection This is my rejection, I don't need protection This is my rejection, I don't need no