Oh man another day another dollar
Another day of deafening background wallah
House built on sand foundations unsound
My soul ends up in the lost and found
Take hold and break it down to a bite-size chunk that's easy to get your mouth around
Start in one place ends in another
My bones to carry my skin for cover
If I'm just a lump of matter traveling in space and time I better make that matter matter and let you know that it's mine
Chasing the feeling at the core of my soul
Chasing it till it consumes me whole