Greet the world with tired
But something just ain't right
Head of dust and leaves and sand
Creeping past your window
I can see the face of love and pain
Behind your smile
Always the same
Rub my eyes try and use my mind
Dull j**el inactive fire
Come to terms with things at hand
Creeping past my window
Swore you smelt self-loathing
Feeling shame you raised your smile