Here it comes
The unavoidable sun weighs my head
And what the hell have I done?
And you know
I don't remember a thing
I don't remember a thing
So I'm done
Am I placating the notes?
Should I fault?
Cut off my tongue
So you say apparently I'm digging it in
I can't feel a thing
(A thing, a thing, a thing, a thing)
And you've won
So I go bury my head
In the ground
Yet I won't lose what I said
In the sound of the words and the note that it brings
No, I can't feel a thing
Here it comes
The unavoidable sum
Of what’s just happened and what's been done
And you know
I don't remember a thing
I don't remember a thing
But it keeps on coming and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I just stand still
But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving
But it keeps coming, it keeps, keeps coming
So I start running and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I just stand still
But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving
But it keeps coming, it keeps, keeps coming
So I start running and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I just stand still
But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving
But it keeps coming, it keeps, keeps coming
So I start running and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I just stand still
But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving
But it keeps coming, it keeps, keeps coming
So I start running and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I just stand still
But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving
But it keeps coming, it keeps, keeps coming
So I start running and I stop
And I run, and I run, and I run, and I run
And I run, and I run, and I run, and I run
And I run, and I run, and I run, and I run
And I run, and I run, and I run, and I run
And I run