Its like you're trying to get to heaven in a hurry
and the queue was shorter than you thought it would be
and doorman says you need to get a wristband
You gotta lift between the pitfalls
but you're looking like you're low on energy,
did you get out and walk to insure you'd miss the quicksand
looking for a new place to begin
feeling like its hard to understand
but as long as you still, keep peppering the pill
you'll find a way, to spit it out again
and even when you know, the way it's gonna blow
it's hard, to get around the wind
stretching out the neck on your evening
Trying to even out some deficits,
but its sabre-toothed multi-ball confusion
And you can shriek until you're hollow
or whisper it the other way
trying to save the youth, without putting your shoes on
looking for a new place to begin
feeling like its hard to understand
but as long as you still, keep peppering the pill
you'll find a way, to spit it out again
and even when you know, the way it's gonna blow
it's hard, to get around the wind
I can hear you through my window
but i'm never quite sure who is who
but they want the world on a desert spoon
it always sounds like they're fighting
or as if that's what they're about to do
it might not hurt now, but it's gonna hurt soon