Falling over my feet, falling over my feet
I lost all my balance and thrown it away
I lost all my balance and thrown it away
Falling over my feet

Didn’t you see me
Didn’t you see me
Didn’t you see me, there in the rain?
With a book in my hands and 20 daggers in my brain

Well, I walked through the sand, then, you turned me away
Well, I walked through the sand, then, you turned me away
And I said, 'I’m leaving this place for a better parade'

Anyway, the sun always seems to be your friend, not mine
Anyway, the sun always seems to be your friend, not mine
Anyway, the sun always seems to be your friend, not mine

Anyway, the sun always seems to be your friend, not mine
Anyway, the sun always seems to be your friend, not mine
Anyway, the sun always seems to be your friend, not mine
And it’s killing me now

Well, I left myself in a hole, in the ground
Well, I left myself lying in a hole, in the ground

I made friends with the insects, but they cannot fly
I made friends with the insects, but they couldn’t fly
I made friends with the insects, but they couldn’t carry me back to you
Carry me back to you now, carry me back

Why does the sun always seem to be your friend, not mine?
Why does the sun always seem to be your friend, not mine?
Why does the sun always seem to be your friend, not mine?
Why does the sun always seem to be your friend, not mine?
Mine, mine