The mind is a sponge absorbing your secrets the body's

at one exploiting your weakness a brand new kind of left behind

open up and close your mind catastrophe, evaporation growing

far across the shining masses back to your birthplace scenarios

worst case now rounding first base far from home moral is crumbling

these dice are tumbling words I'm mumbling stumbling on my own holocaust

in my head body warping on nonsense from the fountain feed down

on your knees for the best new line of promises words

I'm mumbling stumbling on my own perfect slowly comes

unglued a brand new kind of left behind drowning in the shallow

sunburnt beneath the gallows stumbling on my own holocaust

in my head life ... living isn't for everyone death ...

darker existence after this hell a brand new kind of left behind

kind of left behind