Wait for a sign Not yours, not mine Maybe a word Scratched in the dirt I'm fighting the darkness in my mind With the fires in the night I'm high, so high I'm hiding the poison in my tongue To feel it bleed and burn I lie to myself Doing time in hell
Wait for a sign Not yours, not mine Maybe a word Scratched in the dirt I'm fighting the darkness in my mind With the fires in the night I'm high, so high I'm hiding the poison in my tongue To feel it bleed and burn I lie to myself Doing time in hell