Shit out of luck with a great big smile
Trying to keep appearances up
Hit and a run in a fast paced motion
Need to keep my feet on the ground
But there's something in my stomach that troubles me
Consider myself lucky if I died catching Z's
Well there's a whole other world
Heavenly world awaits me
Useful as a dividend, when I dream I see my vivid end
Behind my eyes, it's course as sand
Pretty sure my father had a playing hand
The night time sky just covers us
The illusion of a perfect touch
Keeps us in line again, I guess
OD, Oh D, six foot undress
Blurry faces, perfect escapist
I love the neglect, it's all that I get
Weighted chest wasn't there before
I thought you weren't sticking around anymore
I thought you really told me to leave at the door
Never would have thought it was me who was floored
But I promise you I'll even the score