[05:28.00]In the coloured corridors of circles and strange shapes
[05:28.00]Existing just to juggle balls and dropping spinning plates
[05:28.00]Passion burns up empathy and lets your ego rule
[05:28.00]But somewhere deep inside a seed of doubt is pushing through
[05:28.00]At night when all the world's asleep a voice inside me calls and
[05:28.00]I... Drop my balls
[05:28.00]I got a raging doubt that something here is wrong
[05:28.00]Maybe I should say something stand out and be strong
[05:28.00]And if you try to justify they'll throw you in the cellar with the others
[05:28.00]Common sense and heroes are so laughably absent
[05:28.00]Passion? Give me some empathy
[05:28.00]Passion? Give me some empathy
[05:28.00]I cannot recollect a single word you said
[05:28.00]When people drown in ponds and drains
[05:28.00]A bag over the head
[05:28.00]And if you try to justify they'll throw you in the cellar with the others
[05:28.00]Common sense and heroes just a quaint reminder
[05:28.00]Passion? Give me some empathy
[05:28.00]Passion? Give me some empathy
[05:28.00]No no not here not now
[05:28.00]No no not here not now
[05:28.00]I said who do you think you are?
[05:28.00]I said who do you think you are?
[05:28.00]I watched your crawl across the floor
[05:28.00]Towards this ancient temple door
[05:28.00]A tragedy most can't resist
[05:28.00]Your strange intoxication