You can be the very last piece
That eye I need
Still standing on my two feet
Will my steps just repeat?

Repeat, repeat
Repeat, repeat
Repeat, repeat

Stepping on the cracks
Flocking on the wrong side of the tracks
You're a picture taken down
There's only a dark spot where the picture was once found
There's only a dark spot where the picturе was once found

Ask the weeds, what could they say
Of going on thе higway?
Stuck on a path and all those who pass
Have noses pressed to the glass

Repeat, repeat
Repeat, repeat
Repeat, repeat

How can I try to feed it every day
And still lock away with something left?
It's a lot to want, it's a lot to want
Why would I try to touch the golden throne?
A dog just dreaming of a bone
It's a lot to want, it's a lot to want
Joke's on me, it's forked tongue-in-cheek
Looking all the blind spots in the eyes of tragedy

Stepping on the cracks
Flocking on the wrong side of the tracks
You're a picture taken down
There's only a dark spot where the picture was once found
There's only a dark spot where the picture was once found