Rob Crow Ring
There's a little ring on it
And they won't say why
My eyes are bleeding sunspots
And when they explode
I pass out in red/white
Some lives are like a brick wall
And when they install their programs
They all crash
Folding in against itself
Nothing new
Just take it
Something's stealing up again
Find a roll and tape it
I don't mind but
Some thing bug me
