Crouched on the landing
Muscles coiled and ready
To fight for understanding

With everyone I know

We've been walking sideways

Waiting for the cold days
Finding strength in numbers
On the ocean floor


Your daddy's on fire
Your mommy's a liar


We're thinking with our brains
Living in our veins

Swimming in our skin
Grinning through our pain


Drawing fifty fine lines
You and me we hate time
We get bored, we bleed and we die

We never had control

Once the tigers have been tamed

They won't remember their own names
They only use their claws in the days


They're counting off in twos
They're shaking in their shoes
They're taking in the view

Everything to lose