I'd like to think that I have a million friends
But in the end, I know it's not true.
It's down to me and you. Swim in my sea of sins.
I think I've got the bends; I think you've got them too.
I hate the days when my mind goes off the tracks,
Leaving me the facts to straighten in a line.
I wish I could deny all the things I've said
And written in my head, but I don't know how...
...things might be on that day,
And you're just like lightening, but you don't fade away.
I hope and pray to die with nothing on my back
No ghosts to replay facts recorded in my life.
I'll try to spend my time filtering the dread
And fending off the dead, until I hear just how...
...how things might be on that day,
And you're just like lightening, but you don't fade away.