When, my, time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her Boys workin' on empty Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat? I just think about my baby I'm so full of love I could barely eat

When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her Boys workin' on empty Is that the kind'a way to face the burning heat? I just think about my baby I'm so full of love I could barely eat

Stand in the corner and scream with me, A body full of empty, A head that's full of rage, better believe it! Driven by the pain, better believe it! Stand in the closet and scream with me A mind that's like a fire, Feel like slipping away Ever feel like