Crime, it only comes in waves   I keep one side in distress, the other side of me saved   Times, why do they always change?   I keep one foot in the grass, the other foot in the grave   the other foot in the grave      So take what you want and more   As I'm giving myself away   I don't care what you use it for   It's of no use to me, of no use to me   For so long I've been forlorn   And I guess it's just as well   My body and mind are worn   Send me right back down   Back down to hell      Rhythms in almost every phrase   One line leads to the next until i choose to refrain   My mind, why does it always change?   I keep one side of it stressed, the other side of it sane   The other side of it sane