Three inches above the floor
Man in a box wants to burn my soul
And I`m tired, and I`m tired.
Is that the truth he says
The pain is easy
Too many words, too many words
And I can hear `em
If you`re hearing screams
Come back child, come back
My hands are dry
But I know they`re gonna make it
Just one more night
Too many words, too many words
