(make it stop, I can't make it stop once again)
Get up
put up
open your eyes.
Let the black blooded vein
come to your brain.
Angels around here don't sing
they have a curse upon me.
The shame
the lovers
the tricks
the blessings
the rebound
the future
is used
it feels like you used it up
I look at you
I pity you
I dream of you
what are you?
Drop a name
leave it there
bruise a heart
leave it there
pay the entrance
leave it there
get some style
cut your hair.
Shouldn't be this
shouldn't be that.
Take the heat
take a free kick, man
try to get a grip on these times
'cause the harder that I chase
the harder you're running.
You don't have to be
impatient for something that isn't coming