I'm climbing out of the hole that I've been digging
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Throwing out all the blue prints I have drawn up for the safe house
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I stashed away enough food for forty days, gallons of water, first aid, and propane,
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And some wine to entertain
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I'm always planning for the worst
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I signed my will right after birth
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I've got my eulogy rehearsed
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I fall to pieces and I get weak in the knees
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When I think about eternity
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Have I been led astray?
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Feeling like they forgot me
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He had the right name but the wrong street
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I'm pulling nails out from the coffin
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I'm gasping for air
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My eyes are full just like the moon
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I've got a silver bullet stare
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The holy grail that I once thought
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Was fiction but the fact is that it's not
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In communion with my thoughts
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The vultures circle overhead
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Hanging like halos for the dead
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But I'm not suited for one yet
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I fall to pieces and I get weak in the knees
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When I think about eternity
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Have I been led astray
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Feeling like they forgot me
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He had the right name but the wrong street
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I'm a number in a lottery
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Life's a boardwalk game god rigged to cheat
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As the snow falls all along the peaks
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My minds an avalanche I'm digging through to reach
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All the things I've tried to shove down deep
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My minds an avalanche I'm digging through to reach
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If I could run, but with its speed
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I'm bound to be buried here underneath
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A tidal wave triggered to teach
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That life on an island isn't what it seems
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I'm cutting off my toes just so that I can spite my feet
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I fall to pieces and I get weak in the knees
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When I think about eternity
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Have I been led astray
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Feeling like they forgot me
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He had the right name but the wrong street
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Safe House
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Senses Fail |