In the depths of dizziness
I picked a fight with myself like a real roughneck
Screaming, "You don't know who you're dealing with"
I threw a hell of a punch but I couldn't connect
At the edge of a silhouette
I caught a glimpse of a face I will never forget
Speaking future words of an idiot
I understood them at once but didn't know what I meant

Be still or break everything in half
Find free will in the drawing of a bath
Kill what you want, or save everything you can
Be still, you're the picture of a man

In thе heat of an argument
I got tricked into saying that I knеw how I felt
As if you give something a value just by naming it
I'd be a hell of a vendor if I knew what I'd sell
At the end of relevance
I slowly emptied my lungs and watched the last sunset
Burning everything natural and decadent
I inhaled it all and didn't know where I went

Be still or break everything in half
Find free will in the drawing of a bath
Kill what you want, or save everything you can
Be still, you're the picture of a man
You're the picture of a man
You're the picture of a man