There's something I want you to hear
And if your mind is clear
You'll believe it
I'm feeling force-fed malaise
And it only stays
When you're near me
If you need it
Go out and seek it
How did I come to revile
My own flesh and blood
Some breakthrough
How did it come to be felt
Residual guilt
Dont believe it
I'm dreaming of tyre-tracks
Into the sea
