This one doesn't try like the others Take his vital signs and Medicate him
This one's heart won't die like the others Throw him in the hole and Sedate him
As I enter this former sanctuary My bones don't feel like they felt when I knew they were in my own skin (When I was still a man)
Give me substance, Give me something To make me feel less real, I want to lose all concentration (Gradually)
I'd be a liar if I said I was telling the truth half the time I keep it locked inside Under a pile of smiles and deceit I will thrive, thrive, I will die an honest man,
Give me substance, give me something To make me feel less real, I want to lose all concentration (gradually)
Compromise, In style, Softly, Compromise, In style, Gradually