Lyrics
I'm standing around in this place like there's nothing to do
What an insult it is from a man in a room without you
If I take life for granted, I know that I'll face the truth soon
That my soul's full of holes like the ones that I've worn in my shoes
All I've standing around in this place like there's nothing to do
'Cause my soul's full of holes like the ones that I've worn in my shoes
Spent most of my life chasing after a pile with lightning trapped inside
If I stop for a moment, I choke on the bullet, I swallow it with pride
So we die unaware of all the time
Do we spin in our prime?
At least we watched the line
Oh, I'm
Standing around in this place like there's nothing to do
'Cause my soul's full of holes like the ones that I've worn in my shoes
So I'll die, unaware of all the time
Do we spin in our prime?
At least we watched the line
'Cause all we'll die unaware of all the time
Do we spin in our prime?
At least we watched the line
I'm standing around in this place like there's nothing to do
What an insult it is to be cooped in with someone like you
