Shook down
Aching to the core when ruptured powerless
We'd see red to horizon
If there were care left spare to give
Sanity's swinging on a shoestring
Numb to epiphany

What gives in the dirty corners
Call it will, call it anything
Heartbroke and dreamin in a backseat
Living in a head, right in the skin
Sanity's swinging on a shoestring
When shots fired too easily

Do we suffer only to recover
Coming up for air before the cycle takes me in
Suffocating, aspirations fading
Coming up for air until the cycle starts again

Wake up in another headspace
All's well and immediate
It's high time to live a little easy
And know who the hell we're fighting for
Who's down to sever that shoestring? Who needs autonomy

So go kill your menace deep in your heart
Show some love and open your arms