الأغاني: Juliana Theory. Trance.

You suck the life
Out of the crowd
Without a sound
I see your kind all around
and of course you're all one in the same
You suck the life
Out of the room
With merely a glance
You are the slave of a clone
Of a petrified fool on a throne.

So here I am
You're in a trance
You're in a trance
You betrayed me
You're in a trance
You're in a trance
You're not the same
You're in a trance
You're in a trance
You still need me
You're in a trance
You're in a trance

Be careful
We're watching
And you can feel us stalking
We're patient and thorough
You'll never see us let go

You suck the life
Out of the new
With all that you do
They are naive and are driven to find their own identity
You strip the joy
out of their soulds
with all of your rules
You are the fashion of now
And the sickening flavor of cool

So here I am
You're in a trance
You're in a trance
You betrayed me
You're in a trance
You're in a trance
You're not the same
You're in a trance
You're in a trance
You still need me
You're in a trance
You're in a trance

Be careful
We're watching
And you can feel us stalking
We're patient and thorough
You'll never see us let go

We'll tear your heart right out of your chest
You're already dead
You can surrender
Or savor the scent of your old victories
We'll steal the fire out of your eyes
Turn it on you
We are the thorn in your side
And a bullet to blow you apart