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