| I can’t hear and I can’t see
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| I can’t write and I can’t read
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| Whats happening to me
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| I’m paralysed or something
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| I can’t run and I can’t walk
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| I can’t bring myself to talk
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| Don’t need to use my fork
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| Don’t feel like eating nothing
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| As I lie hear in my bed
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| Thinking of the words you said
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| There’s a hole right through my head
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| Just like it’s always been there
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| Paralysed and racked in pain
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| Would i do it all again
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| Think the end would be the same
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| Do your crying in the rain
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| I can’t scream and I can’t sleep
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| I can’t stand upon my feet
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| No one I want to meet
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| Don’t feel like socialising
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| I can’t laugh or misbehave
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| I’m not frightened
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| And I’m not brave
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| So many left to save
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| Maybe it counts for nothing
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| As I lie hear in my bed
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| Thinking of the words you said
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| There’s a hole right through my head
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| Just like it’s always been there
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| Paralysed and racked in pain
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| Would i do it all again
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| Think the end would be the same
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| Do your crying in the rain |