Text: China Drum. 60 Seconds.

60 seconds, what could happen now?
He could end up going down
60 seconds, what could happen then?
He could end up changing again

He was dreaming softly in his bed
He woke to find a gun at his head
He heard them say, "Now don't move a muscle
You'll still be breathing in the morning bustle"

60 seconds, what could happen then?
He just goes to work again
To make up for the things that they damaged
They lifted everything that they could manage

They're not scared of consequence of hammers
They'll have your things no matter what happened
While they're outside loading the truck
You know they'll never give it up

60 seconds now he's had enough
He's sick of people calling his bluff
He's seen them tearing everything apart
It's time to change them into something that doesn't
Doesn't, doesn't, doesn't

Walk, talk, eat, sleep, blink, drink, hit, shit, lie, die
Shy, fly, age, rage, care, share

You took his house and fucking rifled it
You've made your bed now fucking die in it
He's been so good for you, like surviving a crash to you
You've been so bad for him, like finding lost cash to him
Like finding all he needs, all he needs

60 seconds, what could happen now?
He could end up going down
60 seconds, what could happen then?
He could change into something that doesn't
Wake to find a gun at his head

After dreaming softly in his bed
He wouldn't be the one moving a muscle
'Cause he's changed into the something that doesn't
Doesn't, doesn't, doesn't, doesn't, doesn't

Walk talk, eat sleep, blink drink, hit shit,lie die
Shy fly, age rage, care share
Scream, gleam, piss, kiss, lust, fuss, hate, shake
Love, shove, smoke, choke, hear, fear, care, share