I got the job
And a warm enough house
The girl, a dog
So, what happens now?
Everything I'm told I'll need
Just leaves me low and empty
Because I'm a million collisions
Slow and out of rhythm
A chemical explosion
And that is all I told them
Getting older's made me mean
It's hard to see the good in things
I felt a loss
In an ice covered car
The dark, the frost
And the unending doubt
Everything I'll ever need
Is far beyond my reach
Because I'm a million collisions
Slow and out of rhythm
A chemical explosion
And hat is all I told them
Getting older's made me mean
It's hard to see the good in things
I felt a loss.