Mountain-Motorpsycho

Allright,so maybe I dreamed it all But the blisters on my skin they tell me different Bad dreams-sugarcoated tabs fom hell Drowning in the wishing well I save for you Stone cold sweat I bleed to death every night Something here ain't exactly right Someone turn the wheel before I drown Beneath your mountain Oh,it's so strange Sometimes I see these things That don't exist Beyond my dreams............. Wake up,with nerves sprayed on the wall There's a saint across the hall,but she's not at home now Empty-too full of fear to fill up Too far gone to stop,too scared to move Chorus