Coming Down

[Verse 1]

The chefs are in the alleyway throwing down

They're high on PCP when I'm around

They don't recall a thing or their favourite meal

Til they are coming down

You smack me in the eyes and take my sight

You cut my world in half, baby you're my knife

I bag a lazy spine I can take my life

When I am coming down

When I am coming down

When I am coming down

[Verse 2]

You amputate my hands and they grow back

As phantoms to replace the world I had

I'm too lazy to invent a brand new myth

When I am coming down

The scenery of saints in stained-glass walls

You get a little badge and you stand tall

You're knee-deep in the **** of suburban sprawl

And you are coming down

Oh you are coming down

Oh you are coming down

[Verse 3]

So suck the monophonic noise and golden hits

They write them in two seconds, it's a piece of piss

I let a little laugh slip from my lips

When I am coming down

Yeah I am coming down

Oh I am coming down

[Bridge]

You've got a soft spot for hard stuff

You've got a soft spot for hard stuff

You've got a soft spot for hard stuff

And you are coming down

Yeah you are coming down

Oh you are coming down