Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
Hello chaos my old friend
We finally got there in the end
I found a loophole in the law
I stumbled then I crawled through
Never frightened that that noose would tighten
I felt enlightened
My senses heightened
Yet all this time you've been inclined
To watch me from the sidelines
Miles from the frontline
Hoping that some sniper
Had picked off this magic piper
To shoot the messenger
That's what's obsessing ya

You only kick me when I'm down
When I get up you come around
You come around, you say I'm great
You're only twenty years too late

Well where I lived
Don't make no bones
Was several feet below a stone
Far from appalled
I was enthralled
The snake that slithered learned to crawl
Through the quagmire of my mislaid plans
That backfired
I felt enlightened
My senses heightened
You called me up
To wish me luck
To let me know this business sucks
Let's change it
Let's rearrange it
So why do I get the feeling
That there's something you're concealing?
That it's a put on
You scratch your foot on

You only kick me when I'm down
When I get up you come around
You come around, you say I'm great
You're only twenty years too late

Did I do something to make you hate me?
It's funny how you thought you'd break me

You're too late
Too much
Too soon
How high
The moon
Too little
Toolate
Too bad
That's the breaks
Hello chaos my old friend   We finally got there in the end   I found a loophole in the law   I stumbled then I crawled through   Never frightened that that noose would tighten   I felt enlightened   My senses heightened   Yet all this time you've been inclined   To watch me from the sidelines   Miles from the frontline   Hoping that some sniper   Had picked off this magic piper   To shoot the messenger   That's what's obsessing ya      You only kick me when I'm down   When I get up you come around   You come around, you say I'm great   You're only twenty years too late      Well where I lived   Don't make no bones   Was several feet below a stone   Far from appalled   I was enthralled   The snake that slithered learned to crawl   Through the quagmire of my mislaid plans   That backfired   I felt enlightened   My senses heightened   You called me up   To wish me luck   To let me know this business sucks   Let's change it   Let's rearrange it   So why do I get the feeling   That there's something you're concealing?   That it's a put on   You scratch your foot on      You only kick me when I'm down   When I get up you come around   You come around, you say I'm great   You're only twenty years too late      Did I do something to make you hate me?   It's funny how you thought you'd break me      You're too late   Too much   Too soon   How high   The moon   Too little   Toolate   Too bad   That's the breaks