Down

When the morning comes, I like to think that I'm the one to decide when to swallow all my pride
What my think tank does is makes an attempt to rid the fuzz that's accumulated from all the freak of nature's fumes

It's so cold and so cruel
(But when the clock starts ticking, you're feelin' it slip away)
It's so cold and so cruel
(But when the clock starts ticking, you're feelin' it slip away)

Down, you can't help but bring me down
You can't help but bring me down
You can't help but bring me down
You can't help but bring me

I may invade the space of those who just can't keep the pace
So they gotta make room for each and every seed to bloom
Is it much to soon to assume that I've become immune to the world?
All of it's infected dreams

It's so cold and so cruel
(But when the clock starts ticking, you're feelin' it slip away)
It's so cold and so cruel
(But when the clock starts ticking, you're feelin' it slip away)

Down, you can't help but bring me down
You can't help but bring me down
You can't help but bring me down
You can't help but bring me
Now, at this point I just don't see no need to continue
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Down, you can't help but bring me down
You can't help but bring me down
You can't help but bring me down
You can't help but bring me