Days Of Being Wild - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

All sewn up Pull out the seams

Take your call

Your voice is static

Far from my reach

I burn the page

Images are blurred

Am I afraid?

Around my throat

You came so close

To stopping me Alive in jail, alive and well

I cannot leave

Innocent accident

Find my pulse

Trapped in a locked box

Teeth in a grind

All night amphetamine

Noise to the tape

Comes like a shattered beast

Cast a shade

Your mouth destroys me Come down dawn in one piece

Come down dawn to find some peace

Driven to shambles on a tip

I never said that I would quit

And the next song takes over