Fingers tap into what you were once And I'm worried that I blew my only chance While we are young And my heart Was colder when you've gone And I lost my head Under the sun You hold your truth so purely Swerve not through the minds of men

I'm over my head Oh but it sure feels nice Your mood is like a circus wheel You're changing all the time Sometimes I can't help but feel That I'm wasting all of my time But it sure feels nice You can take me to paradise And then again you can be as cold

If there's a black hole heading for hell Then maybe count me in? I sold my soul so long ago I've got the white line fever And I never toured for sin The bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go As I breathe, my disease brings me to my knees All you need

Say something, I'm giving up on you Anywhere, I would've followed you I'll be the one, if you want me to And I am feeling so small It was over my head I know nothing at all And I will stumble and fall I'm still learning to love Just starting to crawl

I wish I never knew I wake up screaming It's all because of you So real these voices in my head Scared and Lonely You won't be scared You won't be scared and lonely You won't be scared you won't be lonely At night I hear it creeping

Caught in a Web Hanging on by a thread Removed from the world Spinning the lies devised in my head I bare all that I am made of now Does this voice the wounds of your soul? You can't heal the wounds of my soul.

No one’s gonna take my soul away Headed towards a fucked up holiday Motel, sprees, sprees, and I’m singing It's innocence lost Innocence lost In the land of gods and monsters You got that medicine I need Living like Jim Morrison Fuck yeah give it to me,

Somehow to believe In the choice I made Am I better off this way? I can hear the voice inside my head Saying you should be with me instead Every time I'm feeling down, I wonder What would it be like with you around? And I want, I need I was only a kid

Jumping up and down the floor My head is an animal And once there was an animal It had a son that mowed the lawn The son was an OK guy They had a pet dragonfly The dragonfly it ran away But it came back with a story to say Her dirty paws and furry coat

Beneath the curse of these lovers eyes But do not ask the price I pay I must live with my quiet rage Tame the ghosts in my head That run wild and wish me dead Should you shake my ash to the wind Lord forget all of my sins And let me die where I lie I