On My Way Down - Span

I’m eating grain

As cakes I cough them out again

And to tell you honestly

I’d like to do this peacefully

But they grab my back and

They turn the speed to level hurricane

I am falling out in a streetlike bed

On my way down

They hit my hands up with a stick

And when I lay down

On my way down

They hit my hands up with a stick

And when I lay down

Tenderly

The slicing of a nerve in me

And the wasted ways of those

Who distorts the art into a pose

They grab my back

They turn the speed to level hurricane

I am falling out in a streetlike bed

On my way down

They hit my hands up with a stick

And when I lay down (x2)

Calmer now

Left inside a crate of doubt

And filled with ease

I start to chew in slower pace

But then it starts to blow

And it turns the speed to level hurricane

I am falling out in a streetlike bed

On my way down

They hit my hands up with a stick

And when I lay down (x2)

On my way down

On my way down

On my way down, ooooo

On my way down (down)

On my way down

On my way down

On my way down

On my way!