Remove a bullet from my head 

Extracting over confidence 

Hidden so easy to pretend 

Too bad the rush was found again 



I can see the pictures on the floor 

Sketches of what was there before 

Three came from one little seed 

The last one is all i need 



I can hear the bottle on the ground 

We turned the corner safe and sound 

No thought of him as it was done 

A clean execution 

A clean execution 



Cool like the ocean 

Burned like a summer home 

Fooled by the notion 

That the sums don't add up at all 



There's the line that is leading clearly feeding all 

The things I don't believe in but i'll step in once 

Again 

Cut in line to get closer to the source of all the 

Things I'll never belong to 

Step it up and sign right in again 



Cool like the ocean 

Burned like a summer home 

Fooled by the notion 

That the sums don't add up at all 



Cool like the ocean 

Burned like a summer home 

Fooled by the notion 

That the sums don't add up at all 

That the sums never add up at all 

That the sums don't add up at all...