Grudge Against Life

I'm carrying a grudge against life
All these smiles are just steel knives
All the nice words are risky bee hives
I clutch on the thin thread
Between life and death
I shall keep my head up
In this world of filth
I seek for wild ones
I dig in mazes
I ride cyclones
I create frays
I lead raceways
I own time
Don't you bet on me baby
I can flip like a dime
All our memories shove me like a cannon ball
I'd scratch all my scars
Just to remind my soul
That I'll forever blame myself for this un-healing hole
So,Don't you bet on me baby
I can flip like a dime
Don't you bet on me baby
I have nothing to lose at all..