[Verse 1]
But life is immaculate, backing it up a bit
Counting my hours and knocking on wood
Avoiding my opposites, chewing on chocolate
Had a bit limited time, but I should
Be good for a minute, don't want to admit it
I'm running on seconds, I'm rigid, I'm screwed
Don't know what to do, I'm thinking of you

[Chorus]
So I keep running
Rolling through all these punches
These days I'm feeling nothing
Unfazed 'cause I'm unconscious
I'll make it home to you
There's blood up on my T-shirt
And dirt up on my body
I'll make sure nobody heard
There's nobody to stop me