Texty: Silverchair. Freak Show. Petrol & Chlorine.

Sinkin' through dark black holes
It's never gonna end
Open gash in my rib cage
It's never gonna mend
Take another picture of the wall
Sinkin' deeper everytime I fall

Each day ends quicker
And my mind gets slower too
As my life just fades away
I wouldn't have a clue
Take another drawer out from the shelf
I'm too weak to do it by myself

Though you had the world at your feet
You could see it, I was blind
Had the perfect job called life
You didn't like it you resigned

Brain's a square of grass
Growin' on petrol and chlorine
(Hoo)

Where the petrol and chlorine
You could see it, I was blind
Had the perfect job called life
You didn't like it you resigned

Where the petrol and chlorine
You know just what I mean
Where the petrol and chlorine
You know just what I mean