You know you ain't going nowhere   you're stuck inside while the mind is flying   you said you'd help me in the morning   twisting on pins into my eyes   and we driving on the ceiling below you   facin' up the walls with your crocked hands   while you're miles away...      I don't think at all end up like this   there's spiders on the wall and they stink of piss   dead heads lying in the corner   staring at me making me feel bad   I put my hands up to my eyes   but the holes in my palms let me find a way   to corner you...      I can't feel my chest because it ain't much   sucking through my skin into my brain   oxygen pushing on the window   cracks in the glass let it slip away   I start to cry and I keep on laughing   I close my eyes at what's left inside   and then I'll ran away...      For all the time this land   for all the time in my hand   circle around in depth   found calmness fall once again...      Razor blades floating in the warm bath   air bubbles in your veins turning my hands black   whispers coming from the next room   window cleaner keep on spying   I put my hands up to my eyes   but the holes in my palms let me find a way   to corner me...      Twelve ton hammer for my breakfast   slipping of the edge in catatonic blood   multiple decibel inscriptions   trying all they can in miles an hour   all face grey and looming downwards   sniffing all the time for a ounce of silence   screaming all the way...      Numbers counting down inside me   solar system thoughts circle round my head   false teeth hanging from the ceiling   feet looking of the goms of the 2nd son   I eat my hands 'cos my legs are crying   you broke my neck 'cause I snapped my spine   I wish you would die away...      For all the time this land   for all the time in my hand   circle around in depth   found calmness fall once again...