(It's Taking Hold)

[Why Does It Sit So Long?]

It Burns A Hole Inside

The Longer That I Let It Stay.

It's Coming Up Today

[without Your Help]

I Won't Cough Up Enough To Stay Alive.



For Days Now I'm Spilling

This Slow-killing Poison Down My Throat.

[I'll End Up With Another Drawer Of Memories.]

For Days Now I'm Drilling

The Idea Of Nothing In My Mind

[And Getting Nothing But

The Smell Of Drying Ink.]



Chorus:

(It's Taking Hold)

[Why Does It Sit So Long?]

It Burns A Hole Inside

The Longer That I Let It Stay.

It's Coming Up, It's Coming Up Today

[without Your Help]

I Won't Cough Up Enough To Stay Alive.



Four Days Now I'm Sitting

Analyzing Choices All To Death,

[and I've Come Up With

A Reason To Hate All Of Them.]

Four Days, All It Took Me

To Realize That Nothing's All I Need.

And I'm Happy With

The Way That Things Turned Out.]



(Chorus)



Oh Well It Still Burns(x3)



(It Burns A Hole Inside

The Longer That I Let It Stay.

It's Coming Up, It's Coming Up Today

[without Your Help]

I Won't Cough Up Enough To Stay Alive.)



(Chorus)x2