In the face of a man.
And no protection
From my bullet-proof plan.
life gave me a ticket
For all that I lack.
sometimes I feel like i used it up
then it comes back, new.
Sit at my table
Sip from my bowl.
Feel like I know you now
And I will do until I get old.
You might not see me
But trust that I'll stay.
But there's no sense in traveling together
If 'Hurt', that way, is the only one we know.
