State of Shock
I'm going into a state of shockI can twist, I can hardly walkAnd I'm holding on for lifeShould I be concerned?
My eyes are rolling in the back of my headI'm black and blue and I'm in the redAnd the silence is so loudShould I be concerned?
We want to go to heavenBut no one wants to dieDefy your judgment and demonsAnd save your last goodbye
My tears are putting out my cigaretteAnd I'm singing out the alphabetThe way I rememberShould I be concerned?
Make a mess from my amusia1I'm going under anesthesiaI'm holding on for lifeShould I be concerned?
We want to go to heavenBut no one wants to dieDefy your judgment and demonsAnd save your last goodbye
We want to go to heavenBut no one wants to die
We want to go to heavenBut no one wants to die
We want to go to heavenBut no one wants to dieDefy your judgment and demonsAnd save your last goodbye