My life is a sentence that carries no pardon,
I can\'t put you out of my misery now,
So stunned by beauty of this madhouse garden -
I\'ve taken my chances (then lost them somehow).
This body\'s a temple - a shoddy construction,
I\'m digging my grave - while boring the well,
I\'m paving a path to my own self destruction,
I won\'t be content \'til I see me in Hell.
No I won\'t be content \'til I see me in Hell.
I\'ve looked back on my time - the names and the faces,
A child long ago that I nearly forgot,
And felt like someone who\'d just stepped on the place
where the last stair should have been - (then found it was not).
Life\'s just a process of delamination,
Stripping your hopes - dissecting them gently.
I\'ve opened my heart - and to my consternation
when I peered inside it was small, dark and empty.
Chorus
My friends turn to me - wonder what I am doing,
drinking and smoking like somebody died.
I said \"Leave me alone I\'m just building a ruin,
The spirits are sunken - so the wreckage must rise.\"
I\'m building a ruin - I ruin a building,
My bridges are burned out - my tunnels are filled in.
It\'s all a game I believe - the longer you play it the harder it gets.
The most I can hope to achieve now\'s my breakfast,
a priest with a blindfold and last cigarette...
My friends turn to me - wonder what I am doing,
drinking and smoking like somebody died.
I said \"Leave me alone I\'m just building a ruin,
The spirits are sunken - so the wreckage must rise.\"
My friends turn to me - wonder what I am doing,
drinking and smoking like somebody died.
I said \"Leave me alone I\'m just building a ruin,
The spirits are sunken - so the wreckage must rise.\"
I won\'t be content \'til I see me in Hell.
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