I'm fantasizing about doing a raindance in traffic
I'm fantasizing about a storm to wash me away
Well if you'd study the laugh-lines, you'd see that I'm cracking
But I spent six months now feeling like dead weight
The fighter in me must have died a long time ago
I must have been watching his ghost
Just going through the motions
Just putting on a face
It feels like 1929 and I'm on the verge of a great collapse today
Every window in this house faces a brick wall
I'm panicked and absent like a bird in a cage
Well the word from the front lines says that we're out-gunned
But I can't walk away. No, I can't walk away. No, I can't
The fighter in me must have died a long time ago
I must have been watching his ghost
Just going through the motions
Just putting on a face
It feels like 1929 and I'm on the verge of a great collapse today
I was just happy to be a contender. I was just aching for anything
I used to have such steady hands, but now I can't keep them from shaking
I was just happy to be a contender. I was just aching for anything
And I used to have such steady hands, but now I can't keep them from shaking
(Can't keep them from shaking)
I was just happy to be a contender
(I can't keep them from shaking)
I was just aching for anything
(I can't keep them from shaking)
I used to have such steady hands
(I can't keep them from shaking)
I used to have such steady hands
(I can't keep them from shaking)