Taking a walk down to the mall Smelling piss and beer and gas That could be me in a couple years s**in' fumes under the highway pa** On a rainy day While i wear newspaper for pants And a t-shirt that says "damn i'm good" People look funny when they cry 'cause they just can't let it hide Typing into your little box Press the cry bu*ton
It unlocks On a rainy day No one has a thing to say Easier to look the other way Take a look in the k**er's eyes And you see there's nothing there But something is sacred in your eyes And something to believe On a rainy day And as the world will blow to bits I'll cradle you and hold you tight