So I'm back on my feet again
Down to the ground I am
I couldn't see where my
face land
And I frown at the cracks in my brain
So I'm down to my knees again
My face is covered in mud
I couldn't see where my face land
And I frown at the cracks in my brain
I frown at the cracks in my brain How
come all these drunk kids' faces are
my friends?
How come all these drunk kids' faces are my friends?
So I'm dreaming the dream again Falling
Pink stars are falling in lines Falling
I'm kinda living it too Now it won't be long till this crack in my
brain
This crack in my brain
So I'm back on my feet again Falling
The little puppets like you Falling
They look exactly like you And they're crawling
Now it's not just cracks in my brain My brain
How come all these drunk kids' faces are my friends?
How come all these drunk kids' faces are my friends?
Cause I don't wanna know that I can't keep on messing around
La la la la
Cause I don't wanna know that I can't keep
on whistling