Live like a slave
With no holidays
How many ways

Did you count the days?

But it feels so good to be gone

From my own kind

What's in a name?

And propped on a grave
What good is a home
When nobody's home?


Yeah, it feels so good to be gone
From my own kind

Yeah, it feels so good to be done
With my own mind


Mindless, carry me home
Mindless, carry me home


And I didn't want anything else
But listen to what we expect


Looking for careful
But looking for honest
Excited and on-time

With a universal mind

I won't live like a slave

And I won't bury my name
I won't tell you my lies
I won't run from my grave


Oh mindless, carry me home
Mindless, carry me home

Mindless, carry me home

'Cause it feels so good to be gone

Yeah, it feels so good to be gone