Rounder

I tore myself up inside. And I ripped everything out. It was a storm that went by. It had the sound of the winter wind. It had the sound of the frozen lake. I tore myself up inside. (Only the walls were left.) I tore myself up. (I'm a big success.) I could not feel. (I do a good job.) I could not feel. (I tear myself up inside.) Dumb luck. (Some excuse!) It works out that way. I heard the voice of reason. "Don't upset yourself." "Don't upset yourself." "Don't upset yourself." I heard the voice of reason. I didn't listen. (Yeah, I know it all.) I heard the voice of reason. Way far away. I tore myself up inside. And I ripped everything out. Only the walls were left. Then I looked around for something else to tear out. I reached deep! --- Rounder - Pere Ubu