nobody home, my mind is gone
I walk the line that the line is on
it's like a grind, where the time is long
I can't find the sign post that the sign is on

nobody here, besides a ghost
it cloaks the hope and hides the host
I smoke lots of dope, it supplies the most
i have spoken to the guide of the side i chose

nobody home, my mind is fried
i taunt the fires that i lie beside
it's like a bind, where the eyes are tied
i tried to fly so high, but i had died inside