Text: Big 10-4. Testing the Atmosphere. Walking Disaster.

Could you validate me before you break me in
And what you're calling a cheap shot
Well, I took you on the chin
It's never where you're going
It's always where you've been
So where have you been

And if you'd lead I blindly follow
Down an empty street I'd lose my shadow
I'm the sand in your hand
Watch me fall straight through

I don't know why you're here or what you're after
Talking to the, I'm the one
They call the walking disaster
Fell straight through, I took one step forward
And fell straight backwards

On the move, I'm the one
They call the walking disaster
It's just stupid noise

Could you recreate me, I need a thicker skin
And this soul you walked on baby is slowly wearing thin
Could you elevate me so I can feel the wind
Feel the wind

And if you bleed the sharks will find you
Lying underneath all that defines you
I'm the sand in your hand
Watch me fall straight through

I don't know why you're here or what you're after
Talking to the, I'm the one they call the walking disaster
Fell straight through, I took one step forward
And fell straight backwards

On the move, I'm the one
They call the walking disaster
It's just stupid noise

I'm lost in the shadow hours
Once theirs you know it won't be ours
We fight but we fight to no avail
We claim our life has gotten stale

Hands free and nothing less the fear
It's just me testing the atmosphere
I'm testing the atmosphere

I don't know why you're here or what you're after
Talking to the, I'm the one they call the walking disaster
Fell straight through, I took one step forward
And fell straight backwards

On the move, I'm the one they call the walking disaster
It's just stupid noise
So why are you here, and what are you after
'Cause you talking to the walking disaster
You'll let us know