Crank it up for me.
Better open your eyes.
Uncover your ears.
You might notice something.
Because of all of your liesover your years.
You've been missing something.
You've been missing something.
Lost forever.
Gone for good.
And there's nothing you can do.
It comes togetheras it should.
And in the end it's only youstanding alone.
Taking it in.
Not sure how to end or how to begin.
Here in the deadlightsthere's so many handsreaching out to touch you.
Here in the deadlightsin 
No Man's Landstretches out before you.
When the feeling goes awayand you're left with nothing.
Everything you think to saydoesn't matter anymore.
Nothing matters anymore.
In a stale and musty roomwhen your old and no one cares.
Underneath fluorescent plumeonly cold and hopeless stares.
All an allusion, all of the time.
Everything perfectly all in a line.
Here in the deadlightsthere's so many handsreaching out to touch you.
Here in the deadlightsin 
No Man's Landstretches out before you.
And I huff and 
I puffat the ash and the soot.
And my head and my crookare dead wood that 
I took.And the way that she shookif you like by the booktake a knife, take a biteand 
I could and 
I might.If only to spite.
If only to spite.
If only to spite.
Here in the deadlightsthere's so many handsreaching out to touch you.
Here in the deadlightsin 
No Man's Landstretches out before you.
Here in the deadlightsthere's so many handsreaching out to touch you.
Here in the deadlightsin 
No Man's Landstretches out before you.