I'm fading into black. I'm slipping through the cracks in me. My head is full of holes. My thoughts are scattered on the breeze. My life is full of dirt. It tastes just like a curse on me. You cut me to the bone. I got bad love I got dead dreams. Your strange disease messing with my head. You'll be the death of me. You're the living end. I'm filthy and diseased. 'Cause like I die I live in slow motion. I'm scattered on the breeze. The sickly people's heads cracked open. Your strange disease messing with my head. You'll be the death of me. You're the living end. How does it feel to belong (6x). Transcribed by Jeff and Alison.