i've been now sauntering out and down a path sometime 

it takes me nowhere which i knew 

i need a reason 

call it treason 

maybe catch her i don't know 

too Much to know 



bring my timing in, seagulls gather on the wind 

lady screaming, lady leave 

'cause sometimes people stare 

coming down, electric chair 

and steaming crowds they gather and they shout 



don't know why this evil follows me 

so why is he trying to follow me? 

how many reasons do they need? 

i might just be right this time 

i might just believe this time 



its a new religion 

i'm talking for free, i can't stop myself 

i've something to see, i can't help myself 

(its a new religion)