Scapegoat Wax - Lost Cause

He was a kid who lived in a box Stuck in between a win and a loss He made up his mind, he wanted to rock He sweat ’til he bled, the city was hot Off of the page, he wrote in his head Awfully strange, the things that he said No time to waste, he’s rotting in bed But all through his pain, he was laughing instead 7, 8, 9, 10, 11 p.m. He’s bumpin’ to the beat without a single friend Solo on the floor and it just don’t stop until he sees the stars 12, 1, 2, 3, 4 a.m. And when the night’s over, he will do it again Solo on the floor and it just don’t stop ’til he sees the stars He’s a lost cause He was a kid who lived by the wheat Who laid while awake, but slept on his feet He put on a show, his stage was the street He walked like a dog, the city would see Off of the page, he wrote in his head Awfully strange, the things that he said No time to waste, he’s rotting in bed But all through his r