(One, two, three)
Why's it always raining
In the bedside falling asleep
Tell me I'm just dreamin'
But I keep waking up with soaking feet
And you try, you try, you try to calm me
Try, you try, you try to calm me down
You think I'm ****ing crazy
'Til the water's coming up from the ground
Shake with a fever, I'm a believer
Right in the middle of an omen
Got a feeling, eyes on the ceiling
Right in the middle of an omen
Who are you, the prophet?
'Cause I'm feeling like your little lamb
Remember when you lost it
And you tried to cut off both my hands
And I tried, I triΠ΅d, I tried to calm you
Tried, I tried, I triΠ΅d to calm you down
but you were talking nonsense
Said the room was spinning round and round
And round and round
Shake with a fever, I'm a believer
Right in the middle of an omen
Got a feeling, eyes on the ceiling
Right in the middle of an omen
Heads are rolling
And eyes always turning away, turning away
Feet are swollen
They try to run, but they're making mistakes
Heads are rolling
And eyes always turning away, turning away
Feet are swollen
They try to run
Shake with a fever, I'm a believer
Right in the middle of an omen
Got a feeling, eyes on the ceiling
Right in the middle of an omen