Hand-me-down Shoe

The world we know is living in a hand-me-down shoe, a hand-me-down shoe.And don't you know that the shoe don't fit. Maybe there's a hole in it.We can't walk so we must sit while the world goes on, and on.Living in a hand-me-down shoe.The world we know is thinking with a hand-me-down brain, hand-me-down brain.Insane because it bubbles like the rain causes puddles. Maybe there's no soul to it.We can't walk so we must sit while the world goes on, and on.Living with a hand-me-down brain.Can't cha tell that everybody's leavin', dyin' everyday.Tryin' to get just anywhere as long as it's away, from the world.The world we know is living in a hand-me-down shoe, a hand-me-down shoe.And don't you know that the shoe don't fit. Maybe there's a hole in it.We can't walk so we must sit while the world goes on, and on.Living in a hand-me-down shoe.