Reading Pavement

My time's coming Stub my toe inside the ceiling room Be the hook behind the drab car light All my friends have all the magic I stubbed my toe And rolled the punches got the blow But I don't cry I'm just a little bit of folk Five foot vocals all my enemies are hooked Industry the same way saying Sensitivity is stark You little fishy stare at me I'm cooling sun by killing moon Past the dream we are not winning Battle but we keep on Dancing dancing dancing Motion dancing Suggest motion dancing Winning brink of winning brink of I'm easily fooled Elevate me til I'm Later on cut my hair Later on cut my hair Nails first let it slide hit the home base then I run Frontwards backwards backwards frontwards Texting cat with whiskers Two steaks in the mouth Man I'm winning I'm winning (Baptist singer)