[Verso 1]
The chefs are in the alleyway throwing down
They're high on PCP when I'm around
They don't recall a thing or their favourite meal
'Til they are coming down
You smack me in the eyes and take my sight
You cut my world in half, baby, you're my knife
A bag of lazy spine, I can take my life
[Coro]
When I am coming down
When I am coming down
When I am coming down
[Verso 2]
You amputate my hands and they grow back
As phantoms to replace the world I had
I'm too lazy to invent a brand new myth
When I am coming down
The scenery of saints in stained-glass walls
You get a little badge and you stand tall
You're knee-deep in the shit of suburban sprawl
[Coro]
When you are coming down
Oh, you are coming down
Oh, you are coming down
[Verso 3]
So suck the monophonic noise of golden hits
They write them in two seconds, it's a piece of piss
I let a little laugh slip from my lips
[Coro]
When I am coming down
Yeah, I am coming down
Oh, I am coming down
[Conclusi�n]
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
And you are coming down
Yeah, you are coming down
Oh, you are coming down
