I've been pouring on cement I'm in up to my face Exploiting my demons Laying myself to waste It doesn't really get better That's just something they say No, we're all racing for the bottom Let's skip to the last scene I want to be here to watch it all Don't pray for me I'm not blind I'm just sick Endlessly looping concrete Rubbing stiff knees in the back seat Feeling indolent, sleeping and dulling Sprained ribs and mucus with codeine and compliments When all our stickers are peeled off Of the bathrooms that we shit in In the places that we visit I'll have nothing Nothing to show for this I don't want to get sucked under the tracks I'm not eager to prove myself right But I keep shoveling coal under the boiler This train is bound for hell The brakeman has resigned (Racing to the bottom) Apart at the seams (Racing to the grave) This is a time piece (Racing to the bottom) Let's skip to the last scene I want to be here to watch it all Don't pray for me I'm not blind I'm just sick