Freezin' rests his head on a pillow made of concrete again ooh yeahOh feelin' maybe he'll see a little betters any days ooh yeahOh hand out faces that he sees come again ain't that familiarOh dark grin he can't help when he's happy he looks insaneEven flowThoughts arrive like butterfliesOh he don't know, so he chases them awaySomeday yet he'll begin his life againLife again, life againKneelin' looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeahOh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anythingOh, feelin', understands the weather or that winters on its wayOh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeahEven flowThoughts arrive like butterfliesOh, he don't know, so he chases them awaySomeday yet he'll begin his life againOh whispering hands, gently lead him awayHim away, him awayYeahWooOh yeah yeah fuck it upEven flowThoughts arrive like butterfliesOh, he don't know, so he chases them awaySomeday yet he'll begin his life againOh whispering hands, gently lead him awayHim away, him awayYeah!WooUh huh yeah Yeah yeah mommy, mommy