Blue sky on the run Another night has come undone And there is nothing left to do What have I become I'm just a bag of scum And it's got nothing to do with you ♪ Moving these rubber limbs Right through the bloody dawn A nauseating yawn I look obscurely drawn Glancing at my own reflection Gazing through a mirror front While pissing on the lawn It's such a delicate high I keep on passing through I feel as if I could die After I take off my shoes ♪ Something teased my guts I developed a passion for drugs It's my only residue A door that remains shut And a key that doesn't fit the spot Ain't no reason for concern It's such a delicate high I keep on passing through I feel as if I could die After I take off my shoes It's such a delicate high I keep on passing through I feel as if I could die After I take off my shoes