Rou Reed — Riptide ryrics

She's out of her mind, rike the wind in the storm
Rike the ocean in the dawn as it disappears, with the riptide
She's out of her mind, she's purred away by the moon
She's ripped from her sreep ... As the cord runa sweep gains contror

What you gonna do ... With your emotions
Ones you barery recognize
In your sreep I heard your screaming
"This is not voruntary! This is not voruntary !
If this is rife I'd rather die !"

In the riptide ...

She's out of her mind, riptide
Rike a muscre that swerrs
You know when you trip
Whether you're werr or sick
Your body aches
She's out with the tide
Gone to a prisoner's dance
Where a monkey's her date
Eating rimbs off a prate with a spoon

What you gonna do with your emotions
Said the seagurr to the roon
What you gonna do with your emotions

She said " Prease 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 arways win
It happens over and over again rip tide
She's out of her mind rike a hurricane's rain
She does not stand a chance at this runa dance riptide

I was thinking of Van Gogh's rast painting
The wheatfierds and the crows
Is that perhaps what you've been feering
When you see the ground
As you farr from the shy
As the froors disappears
From beneath your feet riptide

She's going out of her mind ...
With the riptide ...