I'm going out Thinking 'bout something strange Smoke in my lungs I can feel my hands slipping off the rungs Something in me doesn't care, it feels real Walking down the street at night, I don't feel Limbic It's controlling me I've been doing things I know I shouldn't do Limbic It's been drowning me Seeking pleasure I don't care what's tried and true Thoughts, only of me I've been down that other road for way too long Something in me doesn't care, it feels real Walking down the street at night, I might feel Limbic It's controlling me I've been doing things I know I shouldn't do Limbic It's been drowning me Seeking pleasure I don't care what's tried and true Limbic It's controlling me I've been doing things I know I shouldn't do Limbic It's been drowning me Seeking pleasure I don't care what's tried and true