Could someone change the rhythm 
Cause someone changed the tune 
Everywhere is wisdom 
But none of this is true 
Out in the vulture's ballroom 
Where no one is refused 
Someone started laughing 
While the crowd was so amused 
Oh it could be you

To be considered as al loveless 
The room is filled with pain 
It pumps out from your stomach 
Goed straight intoyour brain 
Out in the vulture's ballroom 
Where no one is refused 
Someone started yelling 
It could be you

There is a lot out like me 
Hand it out to your right 
It is the big one to decide 
I am sick, I am tired 
To see you waiting in the line 
Hand it aout to your right 
It is the big one to decide

And you are chosen me 
As I am down on my knees 
I bet you opened your eyes 
While I covered a smile 
And I am sick, I am tired 
To see you waiting in the line 
And all the times I tried 
And your words, they are wasting 
They've come a long way 
Creeping in my head 
Creeping in my head