Rice

"Pleased to meet you, I hope you find your head

Come around, dog, this is not what I am

Who are you, are you even here?

Or off to somewhere, head-blowing through the air

He buys it all

Sticks and stones

My bones

I must be dreaming it all

Lose all control

She talks about me every day and every night

Drive you crazy, I'm ready for another round

Who are you, are you even here?

Or off to somewhere, head-blowing through the air

He buys it all

Sticks and stones

My bones

I must be dreaming it all

Lose all control

Crazy silence, how low can you go?

How low can you go?

I must be dreaming it all

I must be dreaming it all

Can't you see there's more than one way?

There's more than one way"