Pennywise

First you're on a roll and then you loose control
Then you can't decide you think you lost your mind
When you wanna get it but now it is too late
Nothing you can say your anger turns to hate
Your body gets excited preparing for the dance
No time to be afraid nothing is left to chance
Can't avoid the feeling your world's about to end
The secret is revealed one day you'll wake up dead
You wanna live
You'll never make it
Immortal state of mind but we're the dying kind
Extinguishing the breed throughout all history