Lyrics:

This time each day I do walks down the hall
My ceiling shakes like the up above
Just remember when I cut you down for the second time
It happens to the better of the brightest minds
And remember when I cut you down the third time
It happens to the better of the brightest minds

And these quiet hours I don't know how to talk
I'll play your game it really don't suit me at all
Just remember when I cut you down
It happens to the better of the brightest minds
And remember when I cut you down for the third time
It happens to the better of the brightest minds

My, how she goes and goes
Here we are
This road