Remove the bullet from my head
Extracting over confidence
Hidden so easy to pretend
Too bad the rush was found again

I can see the pictures on the floor
Sketches of what was there before
Three came from one little seed
The last one is all I need

I can see the bottle on the ground
We turned the corner safe and sound
No thought of him as it was done
A clean execution
A clean execution

Cool like the ocean
Burnt like a summer home
Fooled by the notion
That the sums don't add up at all

There's the line that is leading
Clearly feeding all the things I don't believe in
But I'll step in once again
Cut in line to get closer
To the source of all the things I'll never belong to
Step it up and sign right in
Again

Cool like the ocean
Burnt like a summer home
Fooled by the notion
That the sums don't add up at all

Cool like the ocean
Burnt like a summer home
Fooled by the notion
That the sums don't add up at all
That the sums never add up at all
That the sums don't add up at all