Tim Mattsing - Hanging By a Thread Lyrics

Look at poor Steve
He still believes
In redemption
And that he's still in control
And has a role
And that there's meaning
With his life
And that there's time
And that his mind
Is so enlightened
He's mild-mannered and kind
But soon he will find
That he is really
Hanging by a thread

Take a look at Phil
He's over the hill
And boy is he lonely
He's fat
And he can't adapt
So he just reacts
He feels useless
It's odd
That he has a job
But I guess he looks
Like someone who has one
You can see it in his eyes
He just realised
That he is always
Hanging by a thread