stairs to nowhere climb I take them all the time crawling on my knees walking that old fine line and when I'm alone and scared I think of little rhymes they would make no sense to you but I make them all the time and times, all mine and times, all mine it's the little pills you find crushed to dust rolling out of sight they end up in the stranges places but I take them all the time and times, all mine and times, all mine when everyone is false i tell them I'm just fine i can't remember their names but I fake them, all the time and times, all mine and times, all mine and times, all mine and the times, all mine and when I'm alone and scared I think of little rhymes they would make no sense to you but I make them all the time