Stones cover cracks in your floors. Hide all the bottles so they never know the tired army of glass under the boards. It’s where my demons hide. Talk to deny making noise ‘till we die. When we get high we’re swimming free in the ocean, but it grows cold. It’s where my head is at. Don’t need to die I’m already in hell. I know that I should ask for help I’m broken I can’t fix myself. The storm inside my mind will crack my skull. Keep it trapped inside my head it’s all I know. I am life wasted. I keep my arms and legs flat on the floor. I’m spinnin’ and I’m prayin’ to the Lord. I am life wasted. Black out the windows and doors. Hide all the light I wanna be alone. The wounded animal crawls across the floor. It’s where my demons hide. Talk to deny we are sick in our minds. When we get high we sink so deep in the ocean, ‘till we grow cold. It’s where my head is at.