Gaslight
The wheels are turningBroken machineryIt grinds below usAnd all around I seeThe crooked ceilingThe old familiar hallsThe dirty paperThat’s covering the wallsThe shattered staircaseThe bed I’m bleeding inWe’ve tried to fight thisBut we can never win
And in the gaslight that brings both life and deathIf it’s like last night this could be my last breathAnd so I hold tight to any hands I seeBut nothing’s alright they’re always watching meAnd no one’s coming, coming to take me homeAnd no one’s coming, coming to take me home
He takes my pictureAlthough I don’t know whyHis hands are shakingAlthough I see him tryTo look collectedHe thinks it doesn’t showWe are connectedBut what he doesn’t knowIs when the guard comesTo take me awayI will be torturedUntil the break of day
And in the gaslight that brings both life and deathIf it’s like last night this could be my last breathAnd so I hold tight to any hands I seeBut nothing’s alright they’re always watching meAnd no one’s coming, coming to take me homeAnd no one’s coming, coming to take me home
He’s at the windowHe’s always looking downAs we are beatenHow can this fucking townNot know what’s happeningTo all their little girlsThey’ve got the PirateThey’re cutting off her curlsAnd she is screamingThey won’t leave her aloneAnd I am dreamingOf joys I’ve never known
At least I’m breathingAt least I have my witsBut when the cart comesWho’s buried in the pitsBelow my windowI hear a horse go byAnd in the next cellAn inmate starts to cryWe try our best thoughTo quiet down the fussWe know tomorrowIt could be one of us
And in the gaslight that brings both life and deathIf it’s like last night, this could be my last breathAnd so I hold tight to any hands I seeBut nothing’s alright they’re always watching meAnd no one’s coming, coming to take me homeAnd no one’s coming, coming to take me homeAnd no one’s coming, coming to take me home