I'm fading into black   I'm slipping through the cracks in me   My head is full of holes   My thoughts are scattered on the breeze      My life is full of dirt   It tastes just like a curse on me   You cut me to the bone   I got bad love I got dead dreams      Your strange disease messing with my head   You'll be the death of me   You're the living end   I'm filthy and diseased   'cause like I die, I live in slow motion   I'm scattered on the breeze   The sickly people's heads cracked open      Your strange disease messing with my head   You'll be the death of me   You're the living end      How does it feel to belong (6x)      Transcribed by jeff and alison