I wanna be up on the screen
The backs of your eyes, eternally
While my name rips out
I'll pull ahead, I will contend
The door of each and every friend
And I'll smoke them out
I would lay down and offer you
Your cut of my breath, rest assured
The best way to repay your debt of dread
Is to break it down until there's nothing left
I represent those things you meant
A wonderful coincidence
I am the mold
Of all the rest, the second best
A wonderful coincidence
Made out of gold
Carried and carried on
Wondering where all the chains have gone
I will not run where you're coming from
Just another chance to fall apart
So I'll fade away
I would lay down and offer you
Your cut of my breath, rest assured
The best way to repay your debt of dread
Is to break it down until there's nothing left