I've got eyes running down my spine I realize the cries and whine I attempt to flee my life Coagulated blood reminds I'm still me I am stuck in a cube The more I scream the better mood Like breathing through a straw My body is leaking out the core And slowly, slowly I raise my flag A holy, dirty white flag Lower your guns, your rusty arms I don't need no spells or charms Soft skeleton flapping free Like sails with no rope at sea No white flag in sight A war of pain every night Then slowly The hiss from snakes or a whisper's told Sarcasm has the weight of gold You won't believe the lies I've told They've all come knocking on my door And slowly, slowly I raise my white flag A holy, dirty white rag Lower your guns, your rusty arms I don't need no, no spells or charms