I'm fantasizing about doing a raindance in traffic I'm fantasizing about a storm to wash me away Well if you'd study the laugh-lines, you'd see that I'm cracking But I spent six months now feeling like dead weight The fighter in me must have died a long time ago I must have been watching his ghost Just going through the motions Just putting on a face It feels like 1929 and I'm on the verge of a great collapse today Every window in this house faces a brick wall I'm panicked and absent like a bird in a cage Well the word from the front lines says that we're out-gunned But I can't walk away. No, I can't walk away. No, I can't The fighter in me must have died a long time ago I must have been watching his ghost Just going through the motions Just putting on a face It feels like 1929 and I'm on the verge of a great collapse today I was just happy to be a contender. I was just aching for anything I used to have such steady hands, but now I can't keep them from shaking I was just happy to be a contender. I was just aching for anything And I used to have such steady hands, but now I can't keep them from shaking (Can't keep them from shaking) I was just happy to be a contender (I can't keep them from shaking) I was just aching for anything (I can't keep them from shaking) I used to have such steady hands (I can't keep them from shaking) I used to have such steady hands (I can't keep them from shaking)