Last Few Minutes

Maybe if I don't move an inch

The pincers will go easy

Can't circulate or regulate the random bits and pieces

Is it over?

Wrapped up tight, rafters and sheets are all a mess tonight

Downstairs the people turned out all the lights

Turned up the heat and locked the door

In my eyes, sweat beads are dripping

And I don't feel right

Maybe I'm sleeping with a knife inside

Maybe I'm dreaming of a ghost

Maybe if I stay calm tonight

And try to light a candle

The glow inside would find it's way back out

And try to change you

I'm not done yet

Sucking on the last few bits of hope

I'm still here is all you need to know

Wrapped up tight, rafters and sheets are all a mess tonight

Downstairs the people turned out all the lights

Turned up the heat and locked the door

In my eyes, sweat beads are dripping

And I don't feel right

Maybe I'm sleeping with a knife inside

Maybe I'm dreaming of a ghost