We're living in the territory of no reason
And every time we bleed we bring in a new season
Regeneration depends on our last chances
Even as we die, we exchange nervous glances
Got to kick
Got to scream
(last 2 lines x a few)

Can you see the rope, can you see some salvation?
Sometimes I find I need a revelation
And every time I sigh and shake your hand
I find I have to give in to your demands

So I kick
And I scream

Give me some attention or I might just go mad
Oh please give me everything I never had
Unless you think that you can win me over
I've never thought much of my three-leafed clover
And I kick
And I scream

And the memories do not feel
Like mine
No these memories do not feel like mine
(to end)