I could of woke yesterday in the grave Could of choked on the smoke from my father's flame There's no need to stoke There's a southern wind blowing this way ♪ Dare me to do it, I'll go I'll trade these pound of flesh For a miserable ghost And not much will change But the way that you see me will though ♪ And I see it complete in my head And I don't believe but I like to pretend That the war inside of me will kill the man I have been ♪ Sickness has poisoned my time And I searched for a cure And it blinded my sight And I'm almost sure That I've had my fill for one life And everything good was a lie All my friends turned to snakes And love turned to spite And I held the blame 'Cause you couldn't carry its size ♪ And I see it complete in my head Now I don't believe but I like to pretend That the war inside of me will kill the man I have been That this war inside of me will kill the man I have been