Nothing's Funny - The Dillinger Escape Plan

You’re an image pale that points and laughs

White mistress in a fiery bath

Now tie me down and take me home

I’m not afraid to go

Now tie me down and take me home

I’m not afraid to go

Shake the roots off the trees

Your conscience fades

Eyes have no vision to see

Your soul degrades

Grey follows in front of me

You’ve lost your way

Every life is but a death to me

Eventually the jokes aren’t free and

Nothing’s ever fun and

Nothing’s funny

Blunt self believe, too big to fall

Lead shadow stands just inches tall

I hope to God you never die

Your joke is just my type

Shake the roots off the trees

Your conscience fades

Eyes have no vision to see

Your soul degrades

Grey follows in front of me

You’ve lost your way

Every life is but a death to me

Eventually the jokes aren’t free and

Nothing’s ever fun and

Nothing’s funny

But now I see that the joke’s on me and

Nothing’s ever fun and

Nothing’s funny

Don’t be scared

Don’t be scared

Don’t be scared

Don’t be scared

Don’t be scared

Eventually the jokes aren’t free and

Nothing’s ever fun and

Nothing’s funny

But now I see that the joke’s on me and

Nothing’s ever fun and

Nothing’s funny

Your joke is just my type