Keep it together, keep it together.
Does this improve much as I get older?
It's hard to tell, my body just gets colder.
Clutching my chest to make sure my soul doesn't burst or run away.
Please God, take my cares away.
When did I volunteer to play?
This game is driving me insane.
Sick of being controlled by the cards.
Watching the passing cars.
Imagining they have it better.
But nobody knows do they?