Sinking Through Dark Black Holes
It's Never Gonna End
Open Gash In My Ribcage
It's Never Gonna Mend

Take Another Picture Off The Wall
Sinking Deeper Every Time I Fall

Each Day Ends Quicker
And My Mind Gets Slower Too
As My Life Just Fades Away
I Wouldn't Have A Clue

Take Another Drawer Out From The Shelf
I'm Too Weak To Do It By Myself

Though You Had The World At Your Feet
You Could See It I Was Blind
Had The Perfect Job Called Life
You Didn't Like It You Resigned

Brain's A Square Of Grass
Growing On Petrol And Chlorine

On Petrol And Chlorine
You Know Just What I Mean