We are never coming down

I got up, can't get down

It's like when you get to

the start of the day

The start of the day go run run away



We're still never coming down

the hair of a dog in the face of a clown

like when you get to the start of a day

the start of a day go run run away



The moral of the story lies

Behind the holes that pass four eyes

Between the cracks in shallow lives

Let the candyman decide

And when you're older just remember

It's not so long since you was younger

Roll around and you're always high

Always look but you never find

Everybody in the world is bent