Re:born
It's all about the song in my head, the one where the audience is all dead
These days they're allowing visitation to aid in my rehabilitation
To make these days mean so much more to me
I beg friends and family for forgiveness and now for the first time together we’ll witness
Together we’ll live this song I’ve been living incessantly
So come sing with me through these poison pills and chemicals
I know that you'll do something beautiful and brilliant; the release will be instant
I'm sorry it's the only way
It's all about the song in my head, the one where the audience is all dead
So come over to my house, catch up over dinner
We are having strychnine and sirloin, port wine and paint thinner
You'll convulse through the chorus; it's the song of the sinner
The audience is all dead
As I slowly clear the table, I know that this won't be the last time
It won't be the last time
We wrote this song and the world will sing it
To me it's everything to me it's everything to me it's
On every corpse I see her face, my love, my heart
I hear her laughter and she’s still alive; it's like she’s still alive
It's in the body I’m holding
As we make love, my heart breaks every time I dismember the flesh
Hide the evidence and start again because
It's all about the song in my head, the one where the audience is all dead