Lost my shape, trying to act casual Can't stop, I might end up in the hospital Changing my shape, I feel like an accident They're back, to explain their experience Illiterate, looks too unseemly to me Wasting away, at a wasted dynasty I'm ready to lay up, I push the curtains down on me That's lost, like a never-before-seen-to-me Gossiping back, no information left of any kind Lifting my head, looking for the danger signs There was a knife, there was a killer Sharp as a knife, I stood alone in it There was a knife, there was a killer Sharp as a knife, I stood alone in it There was a knife, there was a killer Sharp as a knife, I stood alone in it I'm still waiting Every time, so every time Lifting my head, looking around inside The island of doubt, it's like a taste of medicine Working my iron strike, got the message from the oxygen When I'm making a list, I find the code from my birth to me Doing it right, facts are useful in emergencies Every time, so every time Lifting my head, looking around inside Facts are simple and facts are straight Facts are lazy and facts are lame Facts all come with points of view Facts don't do what I'm looking to Facts just dress to dress around Facts are living here inside out Facts are getting the best of them Facts are nothing on the face I'm still waiting I'm still waiting