Music: Erik Ron/Amanda Lyberg/Rob Lyberg/Ed Gawlik/Chris Slapnik
If I’m dead on the doorstep
Just step over my death
I ain’t nothing but a body
I ain’t nothing but
I think you were right, man
It was all in my head
I ain’t nothing but a body
I ain’t nothing but a body
Cut it off if you just can’t take it
Take it out I’ll just rearrange it
It’s not real, shut it down
Take a pill
But I feel it in my body
I know what comes next
All my dreams have become my nightmares
Falling through the midnight air
Should’ve known better when the smiles turned to stares
I scream but no one’s there
When I break so
Dig deep
To my grave
Its an emergency
This is a murder scene
We’re so close to the end now
We’re covered in thread count
I ain’t nothing but a body
I ain’t nothing but a heart barely ripped out
I’m blurring to blackout
I ain’t nothing but a body
I ain’t nothing but a body
Write it off like I’m weak and wasted
What’s it feel like to be so hated?
It’s not real, shut it down
Take a pill
But I feel it in my body
And I think I know what’s coming next
All my dreams have become my nightmares
Falling through the midnight air
Should’ve known better when the smiles turned to stares
I scream but no one’s there
When I break so
Dig deep
To my grave
Its an emergency
This is a murder scene
I’m not ready yet
Is this as good as it gets?
I’m not ready yet
I’m not
I’m not
All my dreams have become my nightmares
Falling through the midnight air
Should’ve known better when the smiles turned to stares
I scream but no one’s there
When I break so
Dig deep
To my grave
Its an emergency
This is a murder scene
Its an emergency
This is a murder scene