My feet are shuffling
The clouds roll in, the wind at my neck
But every day's a thunderstorm
I'm always walking back these days

I live to pass time
It makes sense in my mind
But that's not a reason
To keep this weak heart beating
And I know that this place
And these walls and this race
Will melt down in one breath
And leave it all behind me

My feet are shuffling
The clouds roll in, the wind at my neck
But every day's a thunderstorm
I'm always walking back these days
My knees are quivering
The cliff's edge so inviting
The lightning hits my chest
But the shock is so routine for me these days

You stand up and I bow
Right on, right now
I'm always hoping for some enjoyment from disappointment

I can feel the misery from some place deep inside of me

You make my bed, I'll make your day
I'll write down every word you say
And stuff it in a record sleeve
And make sure no one ever ever finds it