narrator
11-29-2002, 10:42 AM
I pulled the stopper
Out from the inside
You're gonna try, sigh, and lie
Drain, pain, die
I know it’s so cold
I know it’s all cold
But if it’s so cold
You gotta wonder why
Why you’re losing, look at the other side
You gotta wonder why
It’s that old cold
I should’ve sold
They said they knew just when to hold
Just do what you’re told
We’ll tell you where to fit the mold
But sometimes
I don’t want it all back
I don’t wanna take anything
You’re looking at my hands now
I know there’s always that something
Ask me where I fell, how
I’ll tell you its nothing
And if I really am cold
And if I really was cold
Then…
Maybe…
I should’ve just done what the fuck what they told
Me to do, anyway, looking back where’s the other way
I’m listening, but in plugging, stopping, concrete bounds
You know this pattern fist
I know this shattered wrist
Sacrifice and sawdust fly
You know that ripped and kissed
Ripped, grabbed
Treated
Thinking back on you, conceded
No, no!
No, no!
No, I can’t seem to change the temperature
No, no!
No, no!
No, You don’t get to run just cuz you’ll lose
You’re gonna come and do, what I choose
Out from the inside
You're gonna try, sigh, and lie
Drain, pain, die
I know it’s so cold
I know it’s all cold
But if it’s so cold
You gotta wonder why
Why you’re losing, look at the other side
You gotta wonder why
It’s that old cold
I should’ve sold
They said they knew just when to hold
Just do what you’re told
We’ll tell you where to fit the mold
But sometimes
I don’t want it all back
I don’t wanna take anything
You’re looking at my hands now
I know there’s always that something
Ask me where I fell, how
I’ll tell you its nothing
And if I really am cold
And if I really was cold
Then…
Maybe…
I should’ve just done what the fuck what they told
Me to do, anyway, looking back where’s the other way
I’m listening, but in plugging, stopping, concrete bounds
You know this pattern fist
I know this shattered wrist
Sacrifice and sawdust fly
You know that ripped and kissed
Ripped, grabbed
Treated
Thinking back on you, conceded
No, no!
No, no!
No, I can’t seem to change the temperature
No, no!
No, no!
No, You don’t get to run just cuz you’ll lose
You’re gonna come and do, what I choose