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I'm marrow and matter for the general chatter
Or I'm destined for greatness in the scope of my failures
But to live is to fall and tell the tales about it all
When it all comes tumbling down

I'm a slow-burning addict of the Summer Olympics
Failing vicariously, a couch potato queen
The tv's a drug and these country-clad thugs are
Peddlin' the good stuff to me

I hope I fall so hard
That my bones break apart
And with some tape and glue
They build something new
And my fear turns to love
And my hope into mud
And the failures, the failures
Will teach me to breathe

To all those who stand in the rain till your skin turns to raisins
Those whose potential is a footpath to hell
All those frightened to death by the slipping of seconds
To all you slow fish in the stream

Let's pool our embarrassments and lack of accomplishments
Let's fill up the tanker truck with piss and who gives a fuck
And lug all our cargo down past Tierra Del Fuego
And drive off the end of the Earth

And I hope we fall so hard
All our bones break apart
And with some tape and glue
They build something new
And our fear turns to love
And our hope into mud
And the failures
The failures
The failures will teach us to breathe

If the drugs don't get you the medicine will
If the drugs don't get you the medicine will
If the drugs don't get you the medicine will