the dark line in the middle of hope

when the morning comes, there'll be no right from wrong, when it's getting dark out there, you better pack your things and go, oh i know, i know, i know i've got to go, slow down my mind you're going too fast, slow down my mind you're going too far, i'm locked in stone and i shiver to the bone, i'm hot when it's cold and cold when it's warm, i feel like melting in the snow, i feel like melting in the snow, i long for the sun and it's white killing glows, well my shirt it makes me sick, the makes me sick, the walls they make me sick, and i wonder what the others do while i dig, when the morning comes, there'll be no right from wrong, when it's getting dark out there, you better pack your things and go, well i know, i know, i know i've got to go, slow down my mind you're going too fast, slow down my mind you're going too far, slow down, slow down, slow down, you're gonna crash