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Oh well oh well so here we stand |
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But we stand for nothing |
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My heart calls to me in my sleep |
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How can I turn to it |
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'Cause I'm all locked up in this |
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Dark place - and I do not know |
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I'm good as dead |
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My head aches - warped and tied up |
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I need to kill this pain |
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My head won't leave my head alone |
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And I don't believe it will |
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'Til I'm dead and gone |
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My head won't leave my head alone |
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And I don't believe it will |
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'Til I'm six feet under ground |
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How long I'm tied up |
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My mind in knots - my stomach reels |
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In concern for what I might do or |
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What I've done |
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It's got me living in fear |
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Well I know these voices must |
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Be my soul |
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I've had enough |
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I've had enough |
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Of being alone |
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I've got no place to go |
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Chorus |
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. . . In my grave |
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Lying wired shut and quiet in my grave |
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Leave me here |
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Leave it to me to waste here |
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So young here I am again |
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Talking to myself |
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A t.v. blares |
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Oh man oh how I wish I didn't smoke |
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Or drink to reason with my head |
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But sometimes this thick confusion |
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Grows until I cannot bare it all |
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Needle to the vein |
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Needle to the vein |
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Take this needle from my vein my friend |
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Chorus |
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. . . In my grave |
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Lying lying cold in my grave |
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Reason - my reason |
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Take my head off this terror |
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I'm fearing I'll come back |
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I'll see |
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My mind's all wiped clean |
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The needle |
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Make my great escape |
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I'll see the cold in time |
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My head leaves me behind |
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Let me fade away |
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I seem caught in time |
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My head leaves me behind |
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Body falls cold |
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And I see heaven |
