Anaesthesia

Anaesthesia
I'm fading into winter time
Oh oh no
Finally I
Gave up searching
Blame it on a lack of sleep
I believe I'm
Backsliding to winter sounds
Oh oh oh
Give me a reason
To work this out
Without the proper tools
I am ready
To stop wasting my precious time
I feel some
Kind of relief
I am diving head first
Can't see the bottom
I am blessed to
Be living in a country where they leave you
Dying alone
There's a white boy screaming
On the tv screen in the
Corner of the loneliest room
Follow the leader
Leave your future at the door
Follow the leader
Leave your childhood at the door
Follow the leader
Leave your spirit at the door
You're gonna drop everything
And be the worst kind of boy
Follow the leader
Leave your spirit at the door
You're gonna drop everything
Anaesthesia