Intro: Bass Solo: Verse: another day chock full of choices of things to hate another forehead cobwebby dull throbbing almost pain another obstrusive reminder of things that I hoped were long gone another obstrusive reminder of things that I hoped were long gone Gone and forgotten my stomach feels rotten my shoes are all soaked and my socks are all cotton my insides are black from the smoking and pain and every damn song is fucking the same this same goddamn train glides soft through the rain and I sit (hold) and dizzily wait