To say it's running down
Is an understatement
To bleed it out
Would be running its course
The soul awaits
Your infinite mistakes
I think it's a bad time to mention this yet
Got drops of Jupiter in my head
A hope, a dream that refuse to expire
You'd know the answer if you were to inquire
And although your dreams are permanent
Your flesh and skin are anything but
It's a simple twist
The way it always is
That makes you see yourself
For what you really are
You're the center of the dial
A portion of the child
Thе waste of the beginning
Thе end is never fitting
It's that one-time thing that you repeat
The one that knocks you off your feet
You don't give up on winning
It just becomes less fitting
So they say
Second half verse kinda the same as the first
This is the last time you'll ever do this
This is millionth time you've also said that
And although your dreams are permanent
Your flesh and skin are anything but
You're the center of the dial
A portion of the child
It's a waste of the beginning
The end is never fitting
It's that one-time thing that you repeat
The one that knocks you off your feet
You don't give up on winning
It just becomes less fitting
You're the center of the dial
A portion of the child
It's a waste of the beginning
The end is never fitting
It's that one-time thing that you repeat
The one that knocks you off your feet
You don't give up on winning
It just becomes less fitting
So they say