Something is chasing me
What it is, is not clear
Something is chasing me
Feel its breath when it's near

People love to give it
All sorts of names
When they don’t have the power
To make it change

I won’t know the devil
Til I see the whites of his eyes
When it finally catches up
Will I really be surprised

Fall down terminal bound
Uptown makes no sound
Ball gowns bringing us down
All around lost and found

People love to give it
All sorts of names
When they don’t have the power
To make it change

People love to give it
All sorts of names
When they don’t have the power
To make it go away

Something is chasing me