Consider me an object    Put me in a vacuum    Free of all conditions    Free of air and friction       Yea, I'll be hanging upside down.    And there I will swing    For all eternity       Fell it rising, yea next stop falling    Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of falling       Consider me an abscess    Leave me in my vacuum    Blood on all the pistons    Running my transmission       Feel it rising, yea next stop falling    Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of falling       Feel it rising, yeah next stop falling    Feel It rising       High above I'll break the law,    if it's illegal to be in love,    leave the hatred, on the cross       yea I'll be hanging upside down and here I will swing    for all eternity       feel it rising, yea next stop falling    feel it rising, comatose with no fear of falling       feel it rising, yea, next stop falling    feel it rising       something never thought you'd be part of