Ive been having bad dreams lately

I always end up dead

Ive been hearing messages

sent just outside my head





when I stop this shivering

Ill take you from this room

theres a great awakening and

Im gonna wake up soon





I cant lose ya, lose ya, lose ya

I take one step back and you throw me clear

I cant lose ya, lose ya, lose ya,

and just like that, you disappear again





its getting late I must be home

before the stroke of 12

and theres no trouble in this place

that we cant find ourselves

Ive read your diaries

and still cant find a cure

not much but seems to me

wont see you anymore





Ive been keeping notebooks in my head

all the people who notice when Im dead

everybody loves you once youre dead

guess Ill just go fishing with my dad