Race

(One, two, three, okay) You're walkin' on hot coals now, you fuck 'Cause you're a joke, yeah, you're a hoax and now I found you out 'Cause you think the brains in your head are worth Breathing this smoke and itchy throats and being happy And I could be your man all day And you could look inside my brain and see this one thing But then it disappears like smoke and you're alone I forget How to play The game Everyone Wants to come Along I don't know Where you are (One, two, three, okay) You're starting to look really weird, oh, yeah Your face is out of place and I can't make you out And I forget just what you said Yeah, it's not clear, it was about fear and getting out of here But you're okay with me Tear it down It's not right Tear it down It's not right