He's spitting out dirt when he cries
"Wipe your feet before you come inside"
My words
I've got a feeling I'll be kicking out
When my left side, right side slows down
Echo running through my head
I could have, should have watched what I said
My words, borrowed
There's a shape I shouldn't have seen
Looking through the key hole thought it would clean every stain in my eyes that's bothering me
My words, borrowed
I'm coming up
I'm coming up
I'm, uhh
I'm coming up
I'm coming up
I'm, uhh
My words, borrowed
