Pocari Sweat

Don't let 'em know you're sane

Throw yourself under the wheels of that train

Don't let 'em know you're good

Throw yourself out of the windows of the world

Bleed out, bleed back in

If history's worth anything, I swear you'll live again

Breathe ground, breathe glass

All a cycle to repeat, the things we think we know won't last