Trashing Days

Then I come in, they go mad
Hit my nose and hit my back
Break me every single bone
Throw me out just like a stone
It’s the corner, it’s the dress
Small the town and big the mess
That I cause with every step
But still I walk, nonetheless
They’re skipping backwards
They’re trashing days
Is that all they’re believing in?
Smash my heads to make it spin
It won’t change so come with me
Just with your eyes I will see
Just with your arms I can hold
And keep away the damp and cold
They’re skipping backwards
They’re trashing days
Is that all they’re believing in?
Smashing heads to make them spin