As I look up at the sky   She blocks my view of this   When I get smacked down and I fall head first on the floors of your shrine   I don’t know which way to get up again         And I will follow her, I will follow her   And I will follow her, I will follow her         Stretched out dead on this bed of nails   Hanging still by this worn out noose    Slightly tightening the grip around    your neck your neck   Your blood on my hands is all    I have left Have left         Never had dreams of my own   Sex has stenched all I know    When I get smacked down   And I fall head first on the floors of your shrine   Don’t know which way to get up again      And I will follow her, I will follow her   And I will follow her, I will follow her   And I will follow her, I WILL FOLLOW HER   And I will follow her, I WILL FOLLOW HER      ???      Torn away from all thats real,   Torn away from what I feel,   All alone hiding from others      ???      Stretched out dead on this bed of nails   Hanging still by this worn out noose Slightly tightening the grip around    your neck your neck   Your blood on my hands are all    I have left Have left