作词 : Johns
Sinking through dark black holes 
It's never going to end 
Open gash in my ribcage 
It's never going to mend 
Take another picture off the wall 
Sinking deeper everytime 
I fall Each day ends quicker 
And my mind gets slower too 
As my life just fades away 
I wouldn't have a clue 
Take another drawer out from the shelf 
I'm too weak to do it by myself 
Though you had the world at your feet 
You could see it 
I was blind 
Had the perfect job called life 
You didn't like it you resigned 
Brain's a square of grass 
Growing on petrol and chlorine 
On petrol and chlorine 
You know just what 
I mean