you bleed   for reasons that you hate   a minute won't get by   there's a mask you try to break   only one head you deny   all the fast kids will succeed   they'll undive me from my bike   but then i cover up that line   don't you know that I won't try      which is not eased   I get so into your pain   a fall-down to my knees   if I'm faced into this crowd   I feel the pleasure in your heat   no I can't help you out your pine   cuz you know it won't be fair   oh I feel your breath inside   but there's no escape from there      list in the hand   which is blown down to prepare   the wake up of this sorrow   raise your fist up to the air   and they won't get what they admire   until you're drifting with this seed   I can't protect you when you sleep   but now I'm coming down that line   for the freedom in your mind...