Crouched on the landing Muscles coiled and ready To fight for understanding With everyone I know We've been walking sideways Waiting for the cold days Finding strength in numbers On the ocean floor Your daddy's on fire Your mommy's a liar We're thinking with our brains Living in our veins Swimming in our skin Grinning through our pain Drawing fifty fine lines You and me we hate time We get bored, we bleed and we die We never had control Once the tigers have been tamed They won't remember their own names They only use their claws in the days They're counting off in twos They're shaking in their shoes They're taking in the view Everything to lose