Wake up the puppets, and throw them out of bed This is a morning I want you to respect Pull down the sheets and cut your heart in two This is a miracle that shines into your eyes
I found a friend in mescalin, a one that holds him close And if he's done some evil things, I'm sure he will expose All the needles in my sick, sick mind I fear the morning that I'll wake up blind
This isn't funny, this is just the point Trapped in my sorrow, escaped into the void This is a strange land, we live and die too late And if there is a God, I found him in my hate
I found a friend in mescalin, a one that holds him close And if he's done some evil things, I'm sure he will expose All the needles in my sick, sick mind I fear the morning that I'll wake up blind (x2) Blind, blind, blind, blind.