Walk, walk, get up and walk
Hide, hide, go on and hide
Rest your eyes on the ticking clock
How many times have you died

Let it pierce, let it sting your skin
Fade yourself away into black
You’re long past committing sins
Soon you won’t be anything but a plaque

Another name on another stone
Just another hole in the ground
It’s too late now to pick up the phone
Even then you couldn’t make a sound

Your head falls, leaving a needle on the floor
We’ve been here many times before
But this time no one’s waiting at the door
I guess a habit is a habit and one that you can’t ignore