so i take it out
every chance i get
left to be so mean
still it´s sane and so sympathetic

want to feel bad
but you can´t say no

it´s no cause at all
it comes down to you and
who bleeds who?

just past the day
pleasant leaves you
comes to you the same way
passed on
every day´s the last day
no one sees you
walk the part to stay
not you

judge yourself again
age is no excuse
had to find a way to
close my eyes, call it back and shoot