For all of you
Who want to destroy the mood
You need to stay in that pose you do
While we keep doing like we always do
Get in to your head
And this might be sounding new
We've heard it all and you're still talking
Now does anybody know when it all gets old
Listen child born fingers crossed
Trying to get somewhere new
Made it through these whims today
Getting closer to it all
Somehow with you Yeah
It could never get laced up
Your missing holes too much
Always speaking the wrong words
Never letting things touch
End
Always on the move
We'll walk on you