When you've got to feel it in your bones You see, you've got to feel it in your bones I don't want to be crippled and cracked Shoulders and wrists, knees and back Ground to dust and ash Crawling on all fours Now I can't climb the stairs Pieces missing

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you, boy? Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop

And set this circus down And we go rolling down this highway Chasing all our crazy dreams I've gone your way and you've gone my way And everywhere in between One of these days we'll find a piece of ground Just outside of some sleepy little town Sometimes

I see a Mansard Roof through the trees, I see a salty message written in the eves, The ground beneath my feet, we are garbage and concrete, And now the tops of buildings I can see them too! The Argentines collapse in defeat, The admiralty surveys the

And everybody's peeking No one makes a sound The shadows are deceiving Paranoid and aroused As the angels put me into the ground Help me, I am breaking And my heart is barely beating And the demons they are creeping around Take me, I am sinking

You have stolen all my senses There's a fever in my heart And you are taking my defenses You are pulling me apart Forever we are and we are dying And we still be standing on our ground So I will take away my feeling I will be an animal

Too deep, too deep to get outta here Fall too deep, too deep to get outta here House burnt down, burnt down to the fucking ground I don't even care now if I make it out Colours change, blue grass like the Lumineers I'm too deep, too deep to get outta

So, I've decided to take my work back underground To stop it falling into the wrong hands

They think they know who I am. All they know is I love to kill. Face down, dead on the ground. Find me before another is found. Strangulation caused her death, Just like all the others. Raped before and after death; Stripped, naked, tortured.

Don't acknowledge right, just dwell on wrong This spot in hell's where I belong I've come so far, it's been so long Don't know why it started or where it came from Dust begins to fall to the ground (And you sit there and do nothing) The air is cold and