I've got my hands but they feel like rubber bands
And I can understand why the world has gone completely mad
If the darkest hour, is just before the dawn
Right before I rise I'll wish you'd never been born
I've got my head but eyes are made of lead
And I know it's been said, that I go where angels fear to tread
If I have to fall, please let me have the balls
To bounce when I get down if I'm not stuck to the wall