Make out you're running late
You've got no strings
I'm feeling smaller than ever
It doesn't trouble your mind
I'm so sorry all the time
It feels like your mother's eyes
Calling you back to hold her
I have a hole in the middle where
Everything falls through
But tell my friends not to worry
We're our own way
Lonely and reckless in our ceremony
All this release makes me harder to find
Kicks in the teeth until somebody cries
All this release makes me harder to find
Kicks in the teeth until somebody cries
It feels like your mother's eyes
Calling you back to hold her
I have a hole in the middle where
Everything falls through
But tell my friends not to worry
We're our own way
Lonely and reckless in our ceremony
All this release makes me harder to find
Kicks in the teeth until somebody cries
All this release makes me harder to find
Trapped in the belly of some dying great machine
Stalking around like your ghost on a string
Send your abstractionist postcard sympathies
I'm holding the edges just to be in touch with something
I'm feeling smaller
And smaller
And smaller
I'm feeling smaller
And smaller
And smaller
It doesn't trouble your mind
I'm so sorry all the time
How did that halcyon old song go?
I don't even care, just walk out alone
You said I'm overwhelmed
Just make me laugh
Then make me cry
I need to stop thinking for a little while
Just let it kick in
Just let it kick in