It feels like all my life I've been clawing down through the dirt, the weeds, the muds, the trees, the woods, trying to get to the core of something.

I've eaten through it all Gotten through the shit Cleared away the brush

And now I find myself clinging to a nine-foot diameter stainless steel pinball. The core. My core.

Nothing new is going to happen
Nothing's coming down the line
Nothing's gonna change.
Just sitting on this shiny metal impenetrable ball.

This is just the way it is. Unbearable, and has been for quite a while now.