They say she had a heart attack
I think the preacher's coming back
And I'm frying 'cos all my love's electrifying

And I'm comfy like a cess-pool
Wanna be with you
And it's my premonition
I better give my heart a listen
And my preacher say

All of your demons will wither away
Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay
You'll understand when you come my way
'Cos all of my demons have withered away

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
into this thing
the deeper I go
the more knowledge I know
what to sing
what to bring
wha?

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
into the rhyme
wha? why?
Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself
checkin it out im not dancin' no more but
why? why? why? wha?