Text: Something With Numbers. Engineering The Soul. It's All Gonna Happen Again.

I was lying in my hotel room, staring at the clock
Was it time for me to leave this bed, yeah was my hour up
I thought about the money and the way I spend my time
And the girl who is lying next to me and what I did and why
I stumbled out of reverie, looked over to my right
Whoever was beside me had vanished out of site
I lay there in those dirty sheets a smile across my face
I wouldn't take back anything now that I got taste

And it's all gonna happen again
And you can't tell me how and when

I was standing on the side walk with my back against the wall
I felt like I was sinking, sliding down onto the floor
I could feel my body shaking, but not against the cold
I could see my vision blurring, I could hear someone approach
So this policeman beside me, he looked into my eye
He said boy have you lost something, And I answered with a lie
I stood there looking back at him, a smile across my face
No I wouldn't take back anything now I that I got a taste

And it's all gonna happen again
And you can't tell me how and when

It's the way I see things I really never wanna let go
And they I feel is measured by the things that I do

And it's all gonna happen again
And you can't tell me how and when