If you don’t eat yourself, no doubt the pain will instead
[?], say it all messed up
You went south on the train, she wore plastic boots for rain
And you crawl along exhausted
No sense, no reason
Who will I be when I’m with you again
Silver jet in the sky
You are the pain, got a song, got to sing
For life
If you don’t eat yourself, no doubt the pain will instead
If you don’t eat yourself, you will explode instead
So how can I love you so
When I know you don’t love me
[?] say it all, get wicked [?]
Who will I be when I’m with you again
Silver jet in the sky
You are the pain, got a song, got to sing
For life
[Non-Lyrical Outro]
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