Race

(One, two, three, okay)
You're walking on hot coals now you fuck
'Cause you're a joke, yeah, you're a hoax and now I found you out
'Cause you think the brains in your head are worth
Breathing this smoke and itchy throats and being happy

And I could be your man all day
And you could look inside my brain and see this one thing
But then it dissapears like smoke and you're alone

I forget
How to play
The game
Everyone
Wants to come
Along
I don't know
Where you are

(One, two, three, okay)
You're startting to look really weird, oh, yeah
Your face is out of place and I can't make you out
And I forget just what you said
Yeah, it's not clear it was about fear and getting out of here

But you're okay with me

Tear it down
It's not right
Tear it down
It's not right