Private hell

Spare some change for this dying man
Hand it fast or he'll bite your hand
It's all he will get

Live in sin and live it off
Leave the burden for the cross
You carry into bed

And the wind will change for us all
Half the prophecy is a storm
Easy to understand
Can you?

And it's not your fault
And it's not your fault
I'll take it upon myself
All you had in store
All the words and chords
Living my private hell

We are rats in God's lab
We're at play while he takes a nap
Chewing on the wire

And the wind will change for us all
It's only stormy before the calm
Easy to forget
Can you?

It'll take you all your time
It'll take you all your time
It'll take you all
It'll take you all
It will take you all