Utopia's Exit

In the world I faced my death with bare knuckles Gripping my bones and shaking my soul I gave up my energy force But it took my being and stretched it out for a stroll It whipped me like for 1000 nights And taught me death was in control I came back three hours later Feeling like I'd just lost it all My body breaks in two Splitting up from you Terror on my chain Breaks away the pain It's misery to school me on myself But it's worse to face the paint It's drying all night long on my walls But the windows are always the same Knuckle back down to it Can I come around through it Buckle my town, shoe it Get the f*ck out of here This body ain't no temple This body is a dumped road Feeling like a simple Positively tempo Let me see that limp stroll Every day is writ, though It's writ, yo Every day is simple Every day is death stroll Every day I net more God damn, I fucked my life F*ck me and f*ck my strife God damn, I feel the curse To cry would only make it worse I can't feel to cry anyway I'm not down with being on display I'll give into nothing, hooray Feed me to the fish today