this is the bed that i have made
  this is the grave where i will lay
  these are the hands where i will bury my face
  i dont believe in wasting time
  searching for truth you never find
  nobody moves we live in the great decay
  all these ghost towns share a name
  anywhere, usa
  all these strangers look the same
  day after day after day
  this great decay, the great decay
  from birth to the grave
  and ive seen what it can do
  and im afraid its got me to
  cause i can feel it suck me in
  cause i can feel im losing grip
  day after day its static life
  week after week is sacrificed
  month after month you meditate
  all of the years that waste away
  this is the life that i embrace
  this is the world that i create
  falling into the great decay
  give in give in give up
  all these verses share a theme
  we dont amount to anything
  its the day after bloodsucking day
  this great decay, this great decay
  asleep in your grave