Nothing is clear whilst sitting here My face- a doubting frown A suggestion of a question Is swallowed again back down I have a head of cloud and a dead man’s shroud A tingling in my core There’s an infusion of confusion What did I think before? Sitting back, expectant (expectant) Waiting for something to happen Nothing is working, not even the pills Life kills, life kills I’ll get another chance if God wills Life kills, life kills Life kills I try to focus on who spoke of us The patterns play a game Pain, revolt like an electric bolt The shouting of my name Panic with its taste of sick I just haven’t got a notion Escape I must with a desperate thrust I’m void now of emotion Sitting back, expectant (expectant) Waiting for something to happen Nothing is working, not even the pills Life kills, life kills I’ll get another chance if God wills Life kills, life kills Life kills [Instrumental] [Bridge] Is the battle now won or is all gone It seems like someone dares to tempt me (dares to tempt me) There’s one final cough before systems off I am forever full of empty (full of empty) Nothing is working, not even the pills Life kills, life kills I’ll get another chance if God wills Life kills, life kills Nothing excites, nothing thrills Life kills, life kills This must be as bad as it feels Life kills
