In falling apart
You're a strange thing
Intense to find out
That you're failing
Under your skin
As a child
Of design
Something practical
Licks that needles burn
Your centre folds
The thing you learn
Since you've been scared
It's keeping you thin
Just second guess
What you're taking in
Microscope head
Determines you fight
A joke to your death
Must it be said
What would it bring to
Your sustain?
You'd break the mould
Show you have a ghost
In spring we'll laugh
And after that
There's never a rhyme
To ride
Since I'm afraid
Of shapes in the brain
I'm falling so hard
At the strangest thing
In the night time
You'll get it right this time
With those wings unearthed
Like you had no hurt
The moment's sad
You're over it
The moment's sad
You're over it
The moment's sad
You're over it
