| I’ve got a bone to pick with fate
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| 'Cause fortune’s failed me as of late
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| And thrown me in too deep
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| I’ve lost the plot from losing so much sleep
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| Oh, can you tell me, can you tell me how to save my soul?
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| Sometimes I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole
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| No cure for the lethargy
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| Overflowing nervous energy
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| Just can’t be left alone
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| Wear me down to skin and bone (Skin and bone)
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| 'Cause I’m cocked like a shotgun (Lock it and load)
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| I’ve got a bone to pick with everyone (Hand me the rope)
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| It’s been an endless vicious cycle of this
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| I’ve been up, I’ve been down every day
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| I’ve been thinking, am I always gonna be this way?
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| Tell me, am I a man or machine?
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| A slave to substance or a slave to routine? |
| Yeah
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| Save my soul
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| Can’t stop me, can’t stop me crawling down this rabbit hole (Mercy)
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| Save my soul
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| Oh, can you tell that I can’t tell you who I am anymore?
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| Count me in, pull the pin, and I’m ready to go
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| (Do you feel like you’re free when you lose control?)
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| No heaven above without a hell below
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| (What's your worth on the earth if you sell your soul?)
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| I’m only here because it’s harder to feel than to numb what is real
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| But I know by now that this state of mind is just a waste of time
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| And it’s turning me inside-out
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| Say you’ll miss me when I’m gone
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| Just to keep me hanging on
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| Till the bitter end
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| Here we go again
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| I’ve been up, I’ve been down every day
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| Something tells me I was always gonna be this way
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| We all need something to take off the edge
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| A little medicine, a week in a hospital bed
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| This is my lost cause state of mind
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| I hear them coming and I’m running out of time |