Slow Cheetah

（One, two, three, four）

Waking up dead, inside of my head

Would never, never do

There is no med— No medicine to take

I've had a chance to be insane, asylum from the falling rain

I've had a chance to break

It's so bad, it's got to be good

Mysterious girl misunderstood, dressed like a wedding cake

Any other day and I might play a funeral march for Bonnie Brae

Why try and run away?

Slow cheetah, come before my forest

Looks like it's on today

Slow cheetah, come, it's so euphoric

No matter what they say

I knew a girl

She worked in a store, she knew not what her life was for

She barely knew her name

They tried to tell her she would never be as happy as a girl in a magazine

She bought it with her pay

Slow cheetah, come before my forest

Looks like it's on today

Slow cheetah, come, it's so euphoric

No matter what they say

Everyone has so much to say

They talk, talk, talk their lives away

Don't even hesitate

Walking on down to the burial ground

It's a very old dance with a merry old sound

Looks like it's on today

Slow cheetah, come before my forest

Looks like it's on today

Slow cheetah, come, it's so euphoric

No matter what they say

Slow cheetah, come before my forest

Looks like it's on today

Slow cheetah, come, it's so euphoric

No matter what they say