i've got my hands but they feel like rubber bands
and i can understand why the
world has gone completely mad
if the darkest hour is just before the
dawn
right before i rise i'll wish you'd never been born
i've got my head
but my eyes are made of lead
and i know it's been said that i go where angels
fear to tread
if i have to fall please let me have the balls
to bounce when i
get down
if i'm not stuck to the walls