Morning after Morning the sun is the reminder      That sanity's on the run and light won't help me find her      This sphere of disease is still shitting and twisting      Burning as we're turning      Churning out bile      The darkness under my mattress      The memories under my bed      They creep around like creatures      And crawl inside my head      They wait around my thoughts until sanity's in sight      To pounce on and infect me in the middle of the night      Meditation is only a remedy for those on the road to sanity      But i left that road so long ago      Paved my own way      But now don't know where to go