All the fear and dust it covers
Grab your hats and take your lovers inside

All the fog and rain [bad word] Take your laughs and take your doings inside

Though all the nation’s chiefs divided
I can see the rays still shining
And I feel the [bad word] in

So don’t wear me out
Don’t leave me here
‘Cause I’m not giving up
So I’m giving in

All my life it seems is bottle angst, unbottled angst, and bottled angst

Through my life it seems I’m throttling, unthrottling, and throttling

Through the days and weeks of fighting
And I had the rays still shining
And I feel the [bad word] in

So don’t wear me out
Don’t leave me here
‘Cause I’m not giving up
So I’m giving in