There's only so much that I can do to run away
In time I will dust off all the cobwebs in my brain
Become who I once was and have no choice but to be
To focus on the good is to focus on what I ain't

You won't like who you meet
If you're trying to know me

And I wonder
Why I even fucking bother
Each improvement
One by one led to the slaughter
Choice made for me
Fucking right some wires crossed
You could end it
Better fucking land it flush or they'll be dragging both of us