Floating Floating I always cared for those who kill Now throw another life into this fire. The wondrous smell, the sensual touch You lick your fingers and enjoy the sight. To me all your sacred lies... seem right. If ever questions would arise You through this eye, you'll look into their eyes It's not sure if it's a fight, it's right. The voices from the other side Gotta hope they can absorb their chronic Don't let the kids disturb their minds Killer us, they're safely out off sight. It's not sure if it's a fight, it's right. Uh uh uhhh