This brain is a buzzing beehive

Swarming thought infestation

My muscles pulse and burn alive

Tonight they crave sensation



And when the night finally falls 

She'll wrap her arms around me

And when I drop into the sea

Let me rise in glory



I'm one in the glow of the rising sun

Across these walls are my loathing scrawls

I hear the water underneath the bridge



This day was a slanting misfire; 

A selfish infatuation 

All my lovers live on pages

It leaves me lonely, reading



And from this perch I am a god

The river speaks to me

One final step and 

I will fly into that waiting darkness



I'm one in the glow of the rising sun 

Across these walls are my loathing scrawls

I hear the water underneath the bridge



So, I glide blindly through the streets

And I can hear the traffic haze

So, I glide blindly through the streets

And I can hear the traffic haze

Yeah, maybe I've had better days

Maybe I've had better days