When I cite the cliche of a free life I don't contend that it comes with no price Dry my blood like fleas and head lice Dried and blood make it burn white in blacklight I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong Always wrong, always wrong, always wrong I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong No one ever says to you "You can complain About these things" And even if we found our way Our way was found; it was not made And I would give up now Just lay it down and kick the crown Breakin' all my toes And give it away, no one would know I would give up now Just lay it down and kick the crown Breakin' all my toes And give it away, no one knows And there lies my bed incriminated Now lie in the wreck I created In torrents we spin, my tornado-like friend Build homes that we obliterated I would give up now Just lay it down and kick the crown Breakin' all my toes And give it away, no one knows I would give up now Just lay it down and kick the crown Breakin' all my toes And give it away, no one knows