Please help me open up this drain My mind needs emptying again Another load under the road Lights out, this room's a prison cell Where a lonesome inmate begs for hell Lost screams and voices keep him from sleeping, no more dreaming Though it’s dark I see, this red chair next to me And if the truth be said I'd rather paint this bed in red Than to stay awake Knowing that this chair is colourless Black in the dark I'll close my eyes so life seems colourful again We've been waiting all night Our bodies want to let go Our dreams hide away, but tonight they might as well show They're taking me back; I'm taking what’s mine I'll scream to the night to say I'm still fine Drown the sky We've got eight hours to hide ourselves So give it all you've got My head is out of control while my body stays sane But I'm starting to feel my body taking orders from my brain It’s acting once, now twice, but there's nothing I can do Because you're basically dead when your head defines you I lay at night, painting the ceiling with my eyes and hear the world out the window; happy people in disguise Spies, out to get me, so I hide inside my bed I can't let anybody know my mind wants me dead I could write a book about my thoughts and how they tell me what to do But all the readers got sad It’s just my personal point of view And now the worlds blaming the sad, sad author who wrote, “being human is the worst kind of torture” Though it’s dark I see, this red chair next to me And if the truth be said I'd rather paint this bed in red Than to stay awake Knowing that this chair is in my home My friend, I’ve known If there are ghosts please speak so I don’t feel alone We've been waiting all night Our bodies want to let go Our dreams hide away, but tonight they might as well show They're taking me back; I'm taking what’s mine I'll scream to the night to say I'm still fine Drown the sky We've got eight hours to hide ourselves Now I'm swallowing all I can Infect the silence with my own hands Vaccinate it with a disease Or my own sickness so I'm at ease We've been waiting all night Our bodies want to let go Our dreams hide away, but tonight they might as well show They're taking me back; I'm taking what’s mine I'll scream to the night to say I'm still fine Drown the sky We've got eight hours to hide ourselves
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