Is it raining in your head cause honey it's hurricanes in mine I'm so used to all the flooding, not sure how else I'd get by Do you feel the turning gears I swear that all they do is grind Is that clock ticking out loud or is it only in my mind Am I running out of time I want a life that never feels like giving up I want to run until I'm dust I want a life where copacetics not enough I want to run until I'm dust I want to run until I'm dust Are those sutures in your hands, I've been stitched up most my life I've got all these broken bones, but darlin somehow I've survived Do you spit and choke on the antidote while your head goes round and round Is that second hand a hammer, cause I swear I hear it pound It's a pill I can't choke down I want a life that never feels like giving up I want to run until I'm dust I want a life where copacetics not enough I want to run until I'm dust I want to run until I'm I want to run until I'm I want to run until I'm dust