I can feel the heartbeat I can feel the heartbeat I can feel the heartbeat of the swarm How low, come on back, come inside So drive through the dregs to the open wide A sign that you might be alive I know it but it doesn't feel right She is ghostly and bloated with child Did you get him at the squirt-gun shop? Digitized, did your time online Did you get him at the squirt-gun shop? Freedom with a big F Freedom with a little left Freedom with a big F Freedom with a little left I can feel the heartbeat of the swarm I can feel the heartbeat of the swarm Pavements melting into, melting into pockets Dinner ladies kept me in the basement Making sure there's eggs in my batter What more does it matter? Freedom with a big F Freedom with a little left Freedom with a big F Freedom with a little left Freedom with a big F Freedom with a little left Freedom with a big F Freedom with a little left