Then i come in, they go mad,
hit my nose andhit my back,
break me every single bone,
throw me out just like a stone.
It's the corner. it's the dress,
small the town and big the mess,
that I cause with every step,
but still I walk, nonetheless.
They're skipping backwards,
they're thrashing days,
is that all they're believing in?
Smash my head to make it spin.
It won't change so come with me,
just with your eyes I will see.
just with your arms I can hold,
and keep away them dump and cold.
