Sixty year old junkies and their pants are falling down,
Trying to convince my intellect can't get that far down.
But once the marbles rolling, it's own force will whip it around,
'Till you're right back underwater, feel dangling off the ground.
Fleeing clarity may point this out when the train is downward bound,
But only when you pull the cord will it's truth truly resound.
Wake up, burn away the fog, stop waiting to be crowned,
Death is the beginning, change is accidentally found.
No blood, glue white face,
Eye's sinking, darker black.
Dwarfed inside my cave,
One look, jerked right back.
Pale green goes around,
Slowly requests again.
Answers yes, spirals down,
Feels good despite the rest.
Wandering sounds go 'round as the rain comes down,
It's all p***** on me as I'm homeward bound.
Free form streams fill up, run dry,
Adopt a highway? I'm not that high.
I don't doubt my place of others I'm not sure,
Lost with no soul, Goal! Focus impossible.
Psychic tunnels remove the choice,
Decision arrived before the voice.
Open up your dead eyes,
There's a lot of love in this room tonight.
Open up your dead eyes,
There's a lot of love in this room tonight.
Open up your dead eyes,
There's a lot of love in this room tonight.
Open up your dead eyes,
There's a lot of love in this room tonight.
Who's that comin' on?
The battle is over, but the war still drags on.
Who's that comin' on?
The moment is won but the day still drags on.
Who's that comin' on?
We're dropping like flies 'cuase we feel s*** upon.
Who's that comin' on?
We're licking our wounds as the red line,
The red line grows long.
Who's that comin' on?
Who's that comin' on?
Who's that comin' on?
Who's that comin' on?
Trying to convince my intellect can't get that far down.
But once the marbles rolling, it's own force will whip it around,
'Till you're right back underwater, feel dangling off the ground.
Fleeing clarity may point this out when the train is downward bound,
But only when you pull the cord will it's truth truly resound.
Wake up, burn away the fog, stop waiting to be crowned,
Death is the beginning, change is accidentally found.
No blood, glue white face,
Eye's sinking, darker black.
Dwarfed inside my cave,
One look, jerked right back.
Pale green goes around,
Slowly requests again.
Answers yes, spirals down,
Feels good despite the rest.
Wandering sounds go 'round as the rain comes down,
It's all p***** on me as I'm homeward bound.
Free form streams fill up, run dry,
Adopt a highway? I'm not that high.
I don't doubt my place of others I'm not sure,
Lost with no soul, Goal! Focus impossible.
Psychic tunnels remove the choice,
Decision arrived before the voice.
Open up your dead eyes,
There's a lot of love in this room tonight.
Open up your dead eyes,
There's a lot of love in this room tonight.
Open up your dead eyes,
There's a lot of love in this room tonight.
Open up your dead eyes,
There's a lot of love in this room tonight.
Who's that comin' on?
The battle is over, but the war still drags on.
Who's that comin' on?
The moment is won but the day still drags on.
Who's that comin' on?
We're dropping like flies 'cuase we feel s*** upon.
Who's that comin' on?
We're licking our wounds as the red line,
The red line grows long.
Who's that comin' on?
Who's that comin' on?
Who's that comin' on?
Who's that comin' on?