[Verse 1]

I forgot the fuck it days and fuck it nights

Rays of instinct drift to doom

[Verse 2]

I’ve lost hold and become old and turned some dust to gold

And when you need it, I’ll make a scene

[Verse 3]

New directions make it easy, unbetraying

Never mind, we’re damned too soon

I’ve lost touch, I’ve said too much, been opposites and such

But I’ll take care of all of us