She's out of her mind, like the wind in the storm
Like the ocean in the dawn as it disappears, with
the riptide

She's out of her mind, she's pulled away by the
moon
She's ripped from her sleep As the cold luna

sweep gains control
What you gonna do With your emotions
Ones you barely recognize

In your sleep I heard your screaming
"This is not voluntary! This is not voluntary !
If this is life I'd rather die !"

In the riptide
She's out of her mind, riptide
Like a muscle that swells

You know when you trip
Whether you're well or sick
Your body aches

She's out with the tide
Gone to a prisoner's dance
Where a monkey's her date

Eating limbs off a plate with a spoon
Said the seagull to the loon
What you gonna do with your emotions

She said " Please wake me up"
She said " Don't touch me now"
She said " I wish I was dead"

In the riptide
She's out of her mind riptide You always win
It happens over and over again rip tide

She's out of her mind like a hurricane's rain
She does not stand a chance at this luna dance
riptide

I was thinking of Van Gogh's last painting
The wheatfields and the crows
Is that perhaps what you've been feeling

When you see the ground
As you fall from the shy
As the floors disappears

From beneath your feet riptide
She's going out of her mind
With the riptide