Texty: Rush. Roll The Bones. Neurotica.

You just don't get it what it is
Well, you're not really sure
You move like you're walking on thin ice
Talking like you're still insecure
Time is a spiral, space is a curve
I know you get dizzy but try not to lose your nerve

Life is a diamond, you turn into dust
Waiting for rescue and I know that you just don't get it
You just don't get it

Neurotica, exotica
It's just erotica, hypnotica
It's psychotica, chaotica
It's just exotica, neurotica

Just don't get it, baby
Don't you ask yourself why?
If you don't like the answer, forget it
You know I hate to see you cry
Fortune is random, fate shoots from the hip
I know you get crazy but try not to lose your grip

Life is a diamond, you turn into dust
Looking for trust and I know that you just don't get it
Well, you just don't get it

Neurotica, exotica
It's just erotica, hypnotica
It's just psychotica, chaotica
It's just exotica, neurotica

Snap, hide in your shell, let the world go to hell
It's like Russian Roulette to you
Snap, sweat running cold, you can't face growing old
It's a personal threat to you
Snap, the world is a cage for your impotent rage
But don't let it get to you, snap

It's just neurotica, exotica
It's just erotica, hypnotica
It's just psychotica, chaotica
It's just exotica, neurotica
It's just psychotica, neurotica
It's just erotica, neurotica