Shit out of luck with a great big smile Trying to keep appearances up Hit and a run in a fast paced motion Need to keep my feet on the ground But there's something in my stomach that troubles me Consider myself lucky if I died catching Z's Well there's a whole other world Heavenly world awaits me Useful as a dividend, when I dream I see my vivid end Behind my eyes, it's course as sand Pretty sure my father had a playing hand The night time sky just covers us The illusion of a perfect touch Keeps us in line again, I guess OD, Oh D, six foot undress Blurry faces, perfect escapist I love the neglect, it's all that I get Weighted chest wasn't there before I thought you weren't sticking around anymore I thought you really told me to leave at the door Never would have thought it was me who was floored But I promise you I'll even the score