I was thinking about the end when suddenly it made more sense and I'm not as confused as I believed. So I sat down and thought about all the things I adored and those I ignored in the street. I hide from myself, I hide from you, I hide myself away and I lie to myself, I lie to you everyday I say 'yes'. So let's all curse the establishment 'cause they're so fun to blame for all our fucking mistakes. I don't want to sit up in bed today in case you see the state I'm in so I fix myself like a broken watch and analyse my face - the time is wrong, the battery's gone - I think its had its day. Now you can't sleep tonight, you're thinking about the end of the day.