if i could feel anything   it wouldn't feel at all like this   if i could wake anywhere   i wouldn't wake up at home   if i could hear anything   it would be your voice to say   you should be you should be at home here now   i dont feel at home at all   this is where i will sit   to pay for all the wrong i've done   this is where i will sleep   to pay for all the wrong i've done   this is where i will wake   to pay for all the wrong i've done   this is where i will think   about all the wrong i've done   hope your funeral goes as planned   and everyone falls all around you   bringing flowers to make a pillow   for your weary head   i wont be there when you scream   at all the voices all around you   saying the things you never ever want to hear about   i wont be there when you die   a thousand deaths for just one lie   it's amazing how you stay awake at all   i'll be waiting way down here   and i'll be waiting all alone   waiting for you waiting for you   all the rats and spiders   will probably laeve me here alone   just like everyone they've got something better   that they can do   everything that was to be   forgotten us and will be gone   everyone that was to be   now somehow all became a memory