there s a quick quick quickening of my pulse and my pace and i think it s sickening how i have to save my face and a drip drip trickling of a lethargy inside keeps me comatose when i m on my toes so i m half alive if i can t play fair with you i cannot play at all what do i do i wish i knew but it s too close to call my eyes are wide the breadth of my deception has me petrified what can i say it was at my invitation that you played tonight rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin there s a quick quick quickening of my pulse and my pace and i think it s sickening how i have to save my face and a drip drip trickling of a lethargy inside keeps me comatose when i m on my toes so i m half alive if i can t play fair with you i cannot play at all what do i do i wish i knew but it s too close to call my knees are weak as i try and find a reason why i can t speak so i look around for something to pin my gaze on like the ground at my feet there s a quick quick quickening of my pulse and my pace and i think it s sickening how i have to save my face and a drip drip trickling of an energy inside keeps me on my toes when i m comatose so i m half alive if i can t play fair with you i cannot play at all what do i do i wish i knew but it s too close to call if i can t play fair with you i cannot play at all what do i do i wish i knew but it s too close to call oh it s too close to call