Dead Hot Workshop E Minor
Woke up with a hole in my head
Thinking I must be dead
Let me go on [?] things this way
At the height of my indifference
This one stands in judgement
This one a [?]
This one crucial moment
This one crucified
The fear of rediscovering is eating away
At the height of my ambition
Just stare out into space
Going home to any place
Didn't used to [?] that way
Won't you wear your heart on your sleeve
Like an albatross around your neck
Or a giant silver crucifix
And the power of its symbol is fading away
And its colors obscured
Just stare out into spacе
Going home to any place
Didn't used to [?] that way
Kinda likе to [?] that way
Putting up with it that way
