The adhesive on my skin is wearing thin
Metal groans and I know it will soon begin
My body will be ripped limb from limb
I saw this coming but thought I could win
We all got sent to separate cloud nines
To be crushed into a powder so fine
When the clock strikes one
Their battle will be won
Scared, staring up at the baffling scaffolding rising high above me
How much will it take before it breaks?
I know it's always gotten better
and it's always gotten worse
and it's always gotten better
and it's always gotten worse
and it's always gotten better
and it's always gotten worse
Will I ever break the curse?
Will I ever break the curse?
