Out of Body

I’ve got that feeling again

That out of body feeling

Where my toes go numb

And I end up screaming

In the back of my head

I can hear the beating

Of that old war drum

So loud and clear

I see my hands

Move in front of me

They’re not my hands

In front of me

And when I look back

I see in front of me

Myself looking through me

Scares the hell right out of me

The hell right out of me

I’ve got that feeling

That out of body feeling

Where my toes go numb

And I end up screaming

In the back of my head

I can hear the beating

Of that old war drum

So loud and near

I see my lips

Move in front of me

They’re not my lips

Kissing yours tonight

And when I look back

I see in front of you

Myself looking through me

Scares the hell right out of me

The hell right out of me

I’ve got that feeling

That out of body feeling

Where my toes go numb

And I end up screaming

In the back of my head

I can hear the beating

Of that old war drum

So loud and clear

So loud and clear

The End

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