The walls begin to shake Am I asleep or awake The ceiling turned to leaves And the walls to waves Dust settled, heavy metal Bones turned to Jello One thought to another It's a never ending process Now I can feel that we finally made progress Can't you see its a never ending cycle Strong as a cyclone wherever I go It seems to always follow Never ending cycle strong as a cyclone Wherever I go it seems to always Follow A house burnt up into flames Feelings of intense pain Round and round my head begins to pound Round and round it goes like My head, my head, it goes like My head, my head, my head, my head, it goes like