Slice the lines that find their own way through
There's no real hope if they're not sent by you
'Cause every smile is a nod to death
And I don't think you've forgotten yet
But if you do then, darling, what a waste
Make it taste the way you want to be
A little man is how you'll remember me
Waving on a sinking ship
The distance hides my shaking lips
Shrinking 'til I'm nothing worth the wait
Maybe, that just means
I'm exactly where I'm meant to be
Impending doom, it sticks like glue
Like pollen to a tree
What does it even matter to me?
Stick to risking every bit for free
The thrill instils its own kind of ecstasy
But if I'm just a fairground ride
Are you really on my side?
Righteous but you might just be a fool
Maybe, that just means
I'm exactly where I'm meant to be
Impending doom sticks like a glue
Like pollen to a tree
What does it even matter to me?