On the edge of the frayed ends
Is a fancy ritual like a dance of madmen
They know that the shaking
Won’t save them
But if you are going to be getting
A set of bloody knuckles
Bring it all on like a song
I couldn’t say what this unsure feeling
Was born from
It takes a while feeling fallible
To see it as just the way we live
I want to laugh in the hollows
Getting the rigid manic
Chuds
To just shut the hell up!
