When it feels like you've got something to say this time   giving barely a word or lackadaisical slur   breathing into life, show me the signs, pop go the lights      Demerit is always the first light of my day      Fine lines leading me away... take down everything you wanted me to say...      Play a blue note onto my heart and soul   When morning comes and once again the first attempt will go unmet   with gladness      The last strike of defense is always the sweetest