If you could feel your legs falling out

Then you might find the strength to stand your ground


Then you'd be close to them


Then you'd be be close to God but you know you're not

If you could make a fist you could punch


If you could fly your faith you could jump


Born insecurity, fear at most everything

And anyone you can be


We could have been dull Kristina


We could have been sane

It isn't just death, drugs and lost love


These honors leave stains


So just let the freaks of failure sing obvious songs

The B side is real and it plays on


Hey Kristina, are you sleeping in?


I'm leaving you another long message

Interstate ten, I lost my voice again


The game is fixed


Seems like I've been eightysixed

But your life is one, zero, zero, one and !@#^og faith


But even if you lay witness, too little, too late


Because your life is like a Bside

It's odder than A


The Bside is real


The Bside's on repeat