If I hear your voice in my head
in my bed in my rest
then I might just throw it
Though I know I'm dead in my chest
in my rest in my dress
Still i might just throw it
Don't hold me under
I don't want to go
I hear it undone to soon
Don't hold me under
I don't want to go
I hear it undone to soon
I hear it undone to soon
I hear it undone to soon
I hear it undone to soon
I hear it undone to soon
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
Those more eyes are way to cold
a golden hound could shame the heart
try hards to break no hope
tapping to your soul this time
I head to church
become the silence break
in my mind gotten so slow
no hope but still to shame
Don't hold me under
I don't want to go
I hear it undone to soon
Don't hold me under
I don't want to go
I hear it undone to soon
I hear it undone to soon
I hear it undone to soon
I hear it undone to soon
I hear it undone to soon
I don't want to
I don't want to
If I hear your voice in my head
in my bed in my rest
then I might just throw it
Though I know I'm dead in my chest
in my rest in my dress
Still i might just throw it