takin a walk down to the mall
smellin piss and beer and gas
that could be me in a coupla´ years
suckin fumes under the highway pass

on a rainy day
while i wear newspapers for pants
and a tee shirt that says "damn i´m good"

people look funny when they cry
´cause they just can´t let it hide
typing into your little box
press the cry button
then it unlocks

on a rainy day
no one has a thing to say
easier to look the other way

take a look in the killer´s eyes
and you see there´s nothin there
but something is sacred in your eyes
and something to believe

on a rainy day
and as the world will blow to bits
i´ll cradle you and hold you tight