I was born when they took my name
When the world turned wicked, when I joined their game
But I turned and fought them
Like you always knew I´d do

I sat and dreamed at the foot of your bed
You split my skull and reached inside my head
And pulled out the pictures I´d been wishing I´d forget
And you stitched me up then
And wiped the blood from off my chin

Now I sit on the rooftop´s edge
The muddy street beneath my swollen head
Trying to forget you
To believe we´ve never met

And the sky is wrecked, full of rotting clouds
From chimney mouths spewing smoke around
And I can´t stop coughing
My lungs just won´t calm down
But still I keep grinning
As the blood from my face stains the ground

A bird, caught in the wires
Bleating for help I can´t provide, I´m not that big
I hope for the best but nothing changes, I´m sorry

But I was blessed with bad eyes
There´s a lot that I miss but I don´t mind, I´m not that old
I´ll find out what broke me soon enough