Witless And White Knuckled Songtext / Lyric

It`s when I`m not looking
That I must fleet these blows
Like one arms afire,
But the others not hitting home

You could say that it`s up to fate
That there`s forces that move to our design
But I feign to leave it up to fate
In what others have made

It`s not right,
But no one cares anymore.
It is the least of our worries now
I can`t trust anything,
Least of all these hands I gave my self
I can`t keep my gloves up
The knockouts only inches away
Already I`m out and over
And pulled down by these waves

I`ve got right now
Witless and white knuckled,
I`ve got right now.