Dying Inside Pt. 1

You are the needle in the stack
You are the program I can’t hack
You are the blood on the wall
You are the center of it all

We wander the streets blindly –
Looking for a clue
We wander these streets blindly –
Looking for something to do
But theres nothing out there
It’s all black and blue
Theres nothing out there
And it’s so full of you

Drive me into the ground
The place where I’ll be found
In about twenty years from now
I’m already dead anyhow

You are the needle in the stack
You are the program I can’t hack
You are the blood on the wall
You are the center of it all