Lists with invisible ink Lists washed down by the rain Care to lend a certain memory Damn the truth, you bend and shape Keep drawing dots You add more things now Mention the same thing twice It does the bare minimum now This is the back end This is the back end This is the back end This is the end Easy to see you're a goner No control What you do or say The coin's an open game If there's more I'm missing it now Looks like Your picture's out of frame You run in black and white The cigarette burns in your hand Loose's your grip You lost the lighter It's easy to see you're an eclipse at this point And I'm just sitting here like goddamn What's next? Do I accept it? 'Cus if not then What else? Is there a point to all the pain? Shit, I'm scared And all of this 'cus Of a goddamn old frame Easy to see you're a goner No control What you do or say The coin's an open game