Stresshead to the bone
Swimming laps in a dark room
Are you sik sik six
Mine the body and push the stone
Made a deal with a strange ghost
And now he comes to me, when I'm in need
Lights a candle and he sets it down
I wait for the wick to burn to the ground
I'm not easy like your other friends
Stresshead in a zone
Stacking gla** in a quiet room
Are you sik
Fill the hull, but not the void
“Nothing's better than some things”
I hear him say from the doorway
Made a deal with a strange ghost
And I know that I see him and he sees me
I'm not easy