Slow, still moving though Pull on this rope, And take me down. Smoke, I'm catching smoke My hands are broke, So take me down. Time is going quick My neck is stiff And here I sit wondering. You nail the coffin on your own You know it too well You stack them up and watch them drop You never stop. I put my good foot first You're miles ahead You took the world on today I'm going back to bed. Head all over the place I feel so misplaced Where have I been? Guess I'm going nowhere My god, it's not fair The things I've seen. Proud to be ordinary.