White stone and altar, no people anywhere
A marble madonna watching on the side
Historic names engraved in the floor everywhere
Supernaturally cold on the outside
Outside she is frozen, rooted to the sweat
Inside she is running down the street
On the outside, quite indifferent, like a mechanized robot
But oh, she feels the thundering of her desperate heartbeat
Every moment happens twice
Inside and outside
Every moment happens twice
Every moment happens twice
Twice
And there are two different histories
And there are two histories
Outside she can feel his fingers at her breast
Her mind spins around on a carousel
On the outside, she is captured, unable to protest
Inside, a million muscles urging to repel
Suddenly, outside, the world begins to shake
Crumbling walls and cracking pillars fall apart
As the world collapse over her, she's cold and wide awake
Shedding tears of relief from the bottom of her heart
Every moment happens twice
Inside and outside
Every moment happens twice
Every moment happens twice
Twice
And there are two different histories
And there are two histories