Misery's turning my luck around. Framed all the faces on my way down. I don't have a reason, a reason to lie. That dull pain is screaming to be left behind.
I'm here to wear you out. I'm here to watch you hide. Nothing to figure out. I'm here to watch you die. Running away from the breast of. Your busy giant healing machine.
Hey what do you see. Its not me not me. Why won't you share. It's not fair. There's a bicycle show. Where the bicycle's float. And I wouldn't of cared.