So break ourselves down
And build ourselves up in disappointment
How fragile we are
So fragile we are, we just don't show it
My life's these yellow lines, concrete, and parliament butts
Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for their bucks
Load in, sound check, play show, load out, let's go, next city, oh great, off day
Hangovers, hangups, dialbacks, running make up, apologies and promises
You ever watch a whole day wash away like your
Very last match that got wet the second you struck it
Well go ahead relieve your stress, kick bucket all you want,
A cigarette that never mattered's all you stuck with
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