Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Change dosen't come easy for lazy and sleazy
Shots from a tower the song of the hour
I have personal hatred for the selfish and jaded
How could this blade taste a part of your shadow
Down and out down and out
I can't feel my temples this throbbing entangles
She begs at my ankles at feeds on my bowels
I can't take this pressure this timeless adventure
Something keeps tickling
I can't f**king think four hundred miles from home
I wanna be alone
Four hundred miles from home
I wanna be alone
Four hundred miles from home
I wanna be alone
Four hundred miles from home
I wanna be alone
Down and out down and out
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Down and out down and out
Down and out down and out
I feel down