hunted down someone said no story no gain wipe the clock right now i despise what you crave i remember you when you wore a different face never heard a story of anyone who drove the blacktop insane leanin on a stoplight waitin for eventual change once it matter right now it s not so easy to gage every time that you ask for more it s the sound that makes the colors go blind and everything comes in three s but your face shows two lost in the watershed way out of tune ain t it hard when the spirit doesn t catch you gravity s the winner and it weighs you down it weighs you down