Buckets

Well I was sinking into your paint
 But I'm a vessel without a sea
 You can sink me with your satire
 When you're trying to set me free
 Well I can get you if you hate
 I can get you with your rules
 You can fix me with your sentiment
 You can break me with your truth
 I can bring you a bucket of shame
 Throw your cares away
 All messed up inside
 And I might come back someday
 When we're old and grey, I'll come back someday
 Well I'll curse you with a chord
 I can heal you when you bleed
 I can fill you with my logic
 I can kill you with my greed
 I can bring you a bucket of shame
 Throw your cares away
 All messed up inside
 And I might come back someday
 When we're old and grey, I'll come back someday
 Your lies are a shelter from the endless rain
 On the endless road, there is no reason here
 We're all insane, we're all inspired
 I can bring you a bucket of shame
 Throw your cares away
 All messed up inside
 And I might come back someday
 When we're old and grey, I'll come back someday