Can't you feel him coming?
Creeping up behind you
He's got his army locked in now
No way out but deeper in
There's now way out but deeper in
Look around you
He'll see you soon
Don't worry
It'll only sting a bit
You won't ever have to worry
About your problems again
While your off
Playing in the jungle
The rapidly growing suburbia
Contained within your shrinking mind
He's on wrapping his grip
Around every little problem
You may have created at one time
In your pathetic little mind
When you rub him that way girl
He says you set his soul alive
