Lyrics:

Making memories take me
How horrible they can make me
See it over freezing, puffing and wheezing
We all know when we have acted low
Can feel it from below
A belt of luck come over

And the pain's overrated
Composed, but I don't know, do you?
And the chain's so serrated
And the proof, well I don't know, do you?

Will I ever lose these old catholic blues?
That direct my shoes, give me the strength to choose?
I feel all low, the fear won't grow
If I show it just where to go
But I don't know

And the pain's overrated
Composed, but I don't know, do you?
And the chain's so serrated
And the proof, well I don't know, do you?

Everything you fed me, I take it on delivery
Waved it off to lift me
You're all far too slippery
What you gonna give me
(What you gonna give me)

What I have to get through
What I have to get through
What I have to get through
What I have to get through
What I have to get through
What I have to get...

And the pain's overrated
Composed, but I don't know, do you?
And the chain's so serrated
And the proof, well I don't know, do you?
And the pain's overrated
Composed, but I don't know, do you?
And the chain's so serrated
And the proof, well I don't know, do you?

Everything you fed me, I take it on delivery
Waved it off to lift me
You're all far too slippery
What you gonna give me
(What you gonna give me)