Wading through waves of blood
Pummelling the faces that haunt me
In my dreams, as I try to run

Thicker than blood stinking like vomit

Dragging me downwards, into the deep

Counting the seconds and minutes
For years and years, I've had these dreams
Killing my sleep, $#&@ing up my days


Cannot keep a job
Cannot keep a friend

Have to self medicate

Starting at the ceiling

Wondering what would have been
Without the haunting
Could it have been any different?


Same %#@! different night
Puddles of sweat in my bed

Chased by the monster again
It's getting weirder every day


Cannot stay alive
Cannot keep on going
Have to self medicate


Starting at the ceiling...


Chasing the rush everyday
Searching that high, high and low
Chasing the rush everyday

Raiders of the lost heart

Starting at the ceiling...

Chasing the rush everyday...