Stay with me until I fall asleep Stay with me I'm not ready to go It's not your fault love You didn't know, you didn't know Kiss it all better, He sits in his cell, And he lays on his bed Covers his head and closes his eyes

Lying on your bed, examining my head This is the part of me that hates Paybacks are a bitch, I throw the switch Somewhere the electric chair awaits Hey! this was my life Hey! this was my fate This was my life This was my fate It was just another day

Everything's gonna be alright boys, help is on the way Hold your head up high now, there's no need to cry now We're not running anymore Leave the politics behind boys, they're not working anymore There's so much more at stake here, it's make or break

Whenever you look at me I wish I was her You shower me with words made of knives You grace me with your cold shoulder You say it's all in my head And the things I think just don't make sense So where you been then? Don't go all coy Don't turn it round on

What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie With their tanks, and their bombs Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh It's the same old theme Another head hangs lowly Child is slowly taken And the violence causes silence Who are we mistaken?

And you can let your hair down, eh But you gotta keep your head up, oh I know it's hard, know it's hard To remember sometimes Keep your head up, oh Oh, you'll turn out fine Fine, oh, you'll turn out fine You gotta keep your head up, oh, The sun will

And at once I knew I was not magnificent Jagged vacance, thick with ice And I could see for miles, miles, miles Someway, baby, it's part of me, apart from me You're laying waste to Halloween You fucked it friend, it's on its head, it struck the street

If you give it a name, then it's already won. What you good for, what you good for? (Can you fill the silence?) You must have the words in that head of yours. And oh, oh, can you feel the silence? I can't take it anymore, Tell me a piece of your history

Supper's almost done Go ahead and call your friends 'Cause we got room for everyone Let's make some memories, 'round this 9 foot pine At the family table It's just an old piece of wood On top of four legs It's got a few coffee stains, and a thousand

Just 'cause you feel it Doesn't mean it's there (Don't reach out, don't reach out Don't reach out, don't reach out) (Someone on your shoulder Someone on your shoulder) We are accidents waiting Waiting to happen In pitch dark