My mind is rotting,
The day is done,
My soul's gone yachting around
the Sun,
There's a madness to my
method,
And a machine in my gun
My mind is rotting,
And it's only just begun
My love is useless,
My purpose isn't clear,
My bite is toothless,
Like a pint of N.A. beer
When you finally come to see
me,
I surely won't appear
My love is useless,
It’s no good here
My heart is fading,
The time is nigh,
I'm roller-blading
Into the Jesus sky,
There's a symphony of silence,
When I lay me down to die,
My heart is fading,
And so am I
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