White coats they're haunting me, and time is on their side Trapped here with your loneliness, slow death is your bride The scars on your fragile skin, they're no fault of your own Take back your heavy trip and be gone Your tears in your pocket, when death leaves the room Sweet smells of your sorrow will bring him back soon The scars on your fragile skin, through no fault of your own Take back your heavy trip and be gone Out there, there is a devil on the streets They see you all the time They strike and they disappear Alright FOREVER WE NEVER WE NEVER WILL FALL HEADS HELP UP HIGH BUT WE'RE CHAINED TO THE WALL FOREVER WE NEVER WE NEVER WILL FALL HEADS ARE LOADED DARKNESS COVERS US ALL