Don't feel bad But what is there to feel The TV's on and nothing's real In the pale blue light Spinning like a wheel
Take me with you when you steal I forgot what it meant Numb is the thing we do I'll regret what was said Letting the poisons through What are we next to do? What are whe taking for it go away?
Hang me on the wall Until the thruth's revealed Think of all the time to kill Empty in your eyes Not an ounce of will Falling deeper further still
