I walked the graveyard with no guilt at all.    
  
I'm barely breathing no sleep on the feet.    
  
I'm told the weather doesn't choose you    
I see the timber but the picture isn't clear    
All in all it's just a scene from the beat    
  
Yank the shoulder and a shake to my knees    
  
I bleed the worries of a cold-hearted man    
  
  
I'm told the weather doesn't choose you    
I see the timber but the picture isn't clear    
All in all it's just a scene from the beat    
  
Yank the shoulder and a shake to my knees    
  
I bleed the worries of a cold-hearted man    
  
  
Waiting around to be rescued    
  
  
Everyone knows they're right    
  
All that we keep is the furo    
I never had it till ? starting to rise    
One final fountain ?    
Lost with ? of tomorrow    
  
  
It's over, it's over, it's over