Your beginners luck's a moving truck
Unfortunate catch up
When your love just rolls past
I whish I could help you
But I'm playing too

Favoured and disable
by the open windows listening
Fights between the able
By the the people you believe in
Standing in the doorway
Making looks to help us stay in

I'm tired of all your patence
And I'm tired of all this time
I could'n't know for losing
The wrong place you left the blues in
As fierce as the live wires

You told me once to remember
The message gave the sender
For the creatures in the deep seeds
Open up to be the wrong freed
Stacked with your belongings
Drill in none but all the wrong win
Play, play, play, play and
and, and, and, be saved