The Art Of A Soft Landing
I'm building a cage to chew things over, far from where the rats can chew my brain
Losing the game and the deck's uneven - the building blocks of ruin
I'm going insane with my eyes wide open, the stage has set the tone
Chewing the pain and it won't stop breeding - it moves from square to square
I've pushed my field, now it comes to this
I've touched my dreams but still I bleed ...