I’m all out of reasons to run.
This silence has proven itself
With all it knows.
My body’s a mausoleum
Designed for yours.
I’m all out of roads here to roam.
We’ve buried ourselves by hand
Beneath the sun.
The soil replaces us all
After we go.
I’m all out of reasons to love
A lie that you tell yourself
To pass the time,
But our lies draw themselves in sand
For all we know.
Oh, it’s a shame we all can see.
The eyes in coffins never weep, but in my head I can’t ever leave.
And God, I see it like it is.
The walls relate to all my sins,
but even dogs take a bow sometimes.
And I can feel it in my blood,
The sea we swim beneath my chest,
A wretched womb to woo us all, but I feel alright.
A tidal wave, the ocean foor,
All as one inside this room; inside my head I feel alright.
And I feel alright. And I feel just fine.
A hallow shell, a hallow shell but I feel alright.
I feel just fine.
A single cell, a single cell.
By God I live my life and I live it well.
It’s all I have.
It’s all I have and I sleep alright.
I sleep just fine. And I sleep alright.
A hallow shell, a hallow shell beneath it all.
And we’ll all be devils soon inside this room.
In time we’ll be next to strangers
Beneath the dirt.