Which bloody fucking ones of these are pieces of me?
The entire goddamn street is scattered with me

What the hell was I thinking?
As if I would not get my ass whooped black and blue by singing those things out loud
A break in the clouds
A pitiful excuse for a go signal
No one really wants anything different
So let me just get my shit together, gather my limbs, broken glasses and teeth, spit the metal out of my mouth and get real

No, no
This is not definitely not a problem
More like a situation
Let me just walk the fuck away from here
As far as possible from the mercury street