Soft violins open the show,
Out side the rain turns into snow
I watch the crowd that gathers around
Watches me dance and fall on the ground
It lost control it flows
Outside my body through the hall,
OH, You call it art,
But that's what happens when I fall apart
Strange voices fill their hearts
Touch them deeper as they rise
They shake their heads to the rhythm of the drums
Adore me for exciting them with noise
It lost control it flows
Outside my body through the hall,
OH, You call it art,
But that's what happens when I fall apart
