Rhythm Syndrome Lyrics - Weird World, Vol. 1 - The Weirdos

Caught up in an evil rhythm syndrome 

A complex case of reflex-action fits 

Prisoner of that crazy wiggly feeling 

The symptomatic impulse never quits 

Driven to the limits of my psyche 

Scatter my delusions 'cross the sky 

Echo in the desert of emotion 

Lost in the ritual of night 

I've gather all that power that I have! 

Now I wanna know about the truth 

Now I wanna know about the lies 

Now we really gotta show 'em 

Now we gotta make 'em realize 

Writin' to the rhythm of my heartbeat 

Dancin' to the darkness of my fear 

Break the chains that bind my soul 

Embrace the thunder that I hear 

When I got up in the mornin' 

There was a girl in my bed 

One was in the hall 

I had a pounding in my head 

Crack 'o dawn, break 'o day 

It hurt my eyes to find my way 

It hurt my ears to hear the sound 

Cut my line I'm risin' up 

Against the gravitation down 

Against the constant pull 

That holds us to the ground