Can you breathe at all
Do you feel my hand
Can you hear me
Open up your eyes
Hold your head up high
Can you feel me

Now, don't fake or lie
Look me in the eyes
Are you with me
Offer up your hand
Will you try to stand
And come with me

Sore and bitter
Worn and tattered on your hands
All your plans and all your reveries
Stagger on while your tin gods
Are left behind

Now you're bleary-eyed
And you're hypnotized
Are you bleeding
Feel the burning cold
Not what you were told
Now you're hazy
Making out their shape
Focus on their frame
Can you hear them
Now you're on your feet
Floating in a sea
Pins and needles

Sore and bitter
Worn and tattered on your hands
All your plans and all your reveries
Stagger on while your tin gods
Are left behind

All your plans and all your reveries
Stagger on and stagger on
While your tin gods are left behind
Far behind...

I want more, give me more
I want the burn and bliss again
I want more, give me more
I want the burn and bliss again
I want more, give me more
I want the burn and bliss again
Again...
All your plans and all your reveries
Stagger on while your tin gods
Are left behind
All your plans and all your reveries
Stagger on and stagger on
While your tin gods are left behind
Far behind...

Can you hear me
Can you hear me
Can you hear me
Can you hear me...