My dreams, ink printed on white paper
No one wants to hear, read, sing
Beside these buried coffins I'm alone (Alone like all of them)
And I'm running, and I'm keeping a secret they all want to know
Beside these buried coffins I'm alone (Alone like all of them)
And I'm running somewhere, I'm leaving this hell
I can't be stuck in here any longer, someone better pull me out
I think I committed a crime, for a day or two (And I thank god I committed a crime)
I think I committed a crime, for a day or two (And I thank god I committed a crime)
Beside these buried coffins I'm alone (Alone like all of them)
And I'm running, and I'm keeping a secret they all want to
Beside these buried coffins I'm alone (Alone like all of them)
And I'm running somewhere