Someone left their coat on my floor
But I've got to go and buy my own
I'm too old to grow into someone else's clothes but I'll wear it now for a while
If you ever find that place
Where you can go and be at peace
Could I tag along for a bit?
I'd like to leave my mind in a jar of formaldehyde and let my body roam until it dies
Forming the dreams that we're bound to give up on
I can see fate like rocks under pond scum
Plenty of days we just lay down and take it
Time to step up get something back for all the anguish