Paralyzer - Past Lives

Here she comes with her t-shirt on staring straight through you face.

White-hot crucifixion eyes gonna nail you into place.

She’ll read you like a picture book, a caption on a movie screen.

Tell you who you are where you’ve been, where you’re going, what you’ll never

see.

You’re in her wavelength now, she’s got you transfixed.

No left no right, you can’t stand or sit.

She came out of nowhere.

Paralyzer, paralyzer

Here she comes with her t-shirt on burning circles like a germ through your

heart.

You’re of no meaning, no consequence;

it never ends because it never starts.

She came out of nowhere.

Paralyzer, paralyzer