And it feels like a punk friday night anarchy
And I know that no one else here feels the same as me
There are cracks in the pavement
And they are five miles long
And it feels like a smoke bombs gone off in my lungs have I done something wrong
No
You're just a virgin to insanity
You're just a virgin to insanity
You're just a virgin to insanity, just like me
And it feels like I'm stuck in a punk friday night anarchy
And I know that no one else here feels the same as me
They're correcting the placement
Of the Art on the walls
And it won't be our fault when we wake in the morning
And find all our artwork is suddenly gone
You're just a virgin to insanity
You're just a virgin to insanity
You're just a virgin to insanity, just like me
It never has occurred to me about fighting pro-longevity
What's ever left inside of me is now tearing down these walls
And an enemy was a friend to me but was never mine at all
And you'll never see the gravity that's holding you and me, no
You're just a virgin to insanity
You're just a virgin to insanity
You're just a virgin to insanity, just like me