Crawling out of the grave
face to face
cry me a please
till I slap you
hey
you would feel alive
in history
for the first ever time
yes you would know

Exactly as serious as you could
push
some good
this pure air, this love,
all hidden
so that I could be nasty
to just see you safe
may be it's just that dirty part
of my job
if I could call it that