The audience, asleep on their feet
All fell down, they all fell down
I did my best to just get up and leave
Common sense had always been a good friend to me
'Til we fell out quickly
Take that outside
The Outpouring was lit with fire
Hit that now child
Sip your violence, drink your wild
I'm sure that spectacle held help up a while
I bit off more than I could chew
I always do
Take that outside
The Outpouring was lit with fire
Rip that tattered line
That links the heart, the soul, the mind
There was some violence there in that crowd
We bled it out
