When I'm up that's when it hits me down
But my cold blood and rusty heart
Continue with will for only you
Bitter and true, for you

Pouring rain, I'm out on the sprouted grass
Moving tense and drenched like some animal
Born into this world with no camouflage
So dance your bare bones

Cause when it's time to take the stage
You better be ready to rage

Without that beautifully worried head
There'd just be a bleeding neck
A boneless back, a creeping ghost and heart attack
Without a worried head

Hand moves and card tricks and good reflex
Save me from the party's domino effect
I'll be in the next room practising
Glamorous routines

Cause when it's time to take the stage
You better be ready to rage


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