Cobra

Never meant for all of this, but here I stand

Looking down the precipice, what's my name?

And why would I be wrapped in cellophane

Have I gone insane?

All I get from your stories, is that you should

Never stare down the abyss, well I've been

Setting fire down memory lane

Let me just explain

I have gone insane

All wrapped up in cellophane

I have gone insane

But I feel much better as it's getting closer

I have gone insane

All wrapped up in cellophane

Passing by a window pane

But I feel much better as it's getting closer

I have gone insane

All wrapped up in cellophane

Passing by a window pane

But I feel much better as it's getting closer

Have I gone insane?

I have gone insane

Have I gone insane?

But I feel much stronger, love's the rising fever