Curled up in a basement till you're rocking back and forth

Rotting in the corner, getting easy to ignore

Heaven sent, made amends, no regrets?

Not cool anymore

You're hung low in the cold northeast

Broken and breathing debris but it's everything together

Living off a pension, the state, in a home that you hate

It's depressing, the days go, the stress elevates

Your neglected, no friendships, and the church closed its gates

The suppression, your trembling, and the dams bound to break

But Jesus can't help you now

Your next stop is in the ground

Caught between the headphone wire, laid back on the phone

Tap nicely on your shoulder, exercise some self control

Made the bed, saw the dead, still mislead

You're not so self assure

You're hung low in the cold northeast

Broken and breathing debris but it's everything together

Living off a pension, the state, in a home that you hate

It's depressing, the days go, the stress elevates

Your neglected, no friendships, and the church closed its gates

The suppression, your trembling, and the dams bound to break

But Jesus can't help you now

Your next stop is in the ground