this is the bed that i have made 

this is the grave where i will lay 

these are the hands where i will bury my face 

i dont believe in wasting time 

searching for truth you never find 

nobody moves we live in the great decay 

all these ghost towns share a name 

anywhere, usa 

all these strangers look the same 

day after day after day 

this great decay, the great decay 

from birth to the grave 

and ive seen what it can do 

and im afraid its got me to 

cause i can feel it suck me in 

cause i can feel im losing grip 

day after day its static life 

week after week is sacrificed 

month after month you meditate 

all of the years that waste away 

this is the life that i embrace 

this is the world that i create 

falling into the great decay 

give in give in give up 

all these verses share a theme 

we dont amount to anything 

its the day after bloodsucking day 

this great decay, this great decay 

asleep in your grave