Please no striking of poses
Ditch all the cryptic talking
You could be free and be alive and listening
To sounds that fill you up
That music you just cannot groove to it
I ask more of you
That music you just cannot groove to it
I ask more of you
I am grooving
I am grooving
I am grooving
I am grooving
Leave your body
I'm leaving mine, behind
I left my body
I walked on snakes on the ground
But I kept on climbing
They chased me down
They ate my insides out
They chased me down
They ate my insides out
They are burying me now
There is dirt in my dead mouth
They are burying me now
There is dirt in my dead mouth
I am grooving
I am grooving
Leave your body
I'm leaving mine, behind
I left my body
I walked on snakes on the ground
But I kept on climbing