Stumblefoot Lyrics - Tourniquet

Deep in that cranial psycho vault 

The thought you are to be sans fault 

It ain't meant to happen on our own 

The consequence of diligence 

Without Him will show all the dents 

That's why our eyes are always on the throne 

What's wrong with me, what's wrong with you 

How many times we've fallen through 

The thin dev-ice of foolish thinking 

All along our pride is sinking 

The smoothness of another day 

Convice me that I'm on my way 

At 3 P.M. it all falls flat 

I realize I ain't all dat 

Stumble foot foot stumble 

As your ideals start to crumble 

Stumble soot foot fumble 

Just another chance to be humble 

Stumble foot foot stumble 

As your ideals start to crumble