Duck Out

Twenty-two times two and three soon

They hear their fears in the night, wide-eyed

But it's only the barge, the garbage truck

So don't fool yourself in this mess, in this rut

You're not the first to lie awake

You're not the first to lie awake

To lose faith when you came to think there's

Nothing waiting there

No one at the top of the stairs

I'm on it, I'm on it

In this mess, the rush

Where sunflowers wither

The concrete cast a ladder

You step on your head

The sex dust rush strutters

Hand them a mirror, 'cause they

Don't know who they are 'til they're

Characterized by some affair

We'll duck out to where we're from

Slide right down the middle of the street

Out of sight

There's no sex in my face

I'm on it, I'm on it

So don't talk to me like that in my room

Go back to sleep, ruin castle free

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