...A Trance

The tunnel was caved in but the cool kids didn't know Because they didn't like bad news, they hopped the train anyway On board was idol of love, acceptance, needed attention Demanding loyalty from hangers on In a trance, in a trance The trend would end in tragedy In a trance In a trance, in a trance Fresh meat would be the sycophants In a trance The tunnel was caved in but the cool kids didn't know Because they didn't like bad news, they hopped the train anyway On board were facsimiles, recruits of archetypes On the hunt for the fountain of immunity In a trance, in a trance The trend would end in tragedy In a trance In a trance, in a trance Fresh meat would be the sycophants In a trance Fresh meat would be the sycophants Fresh meat would be the sycophants Fresh meat would be the sycophants Fresh meat would be the sycophants Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Oh no, oh no, oh no The tunnel was caved in but the cool kids didn't know Because they didn't like bad news, they hopped that fucking train anyway