[Verse 1]
The truth is loose, the truth is loose
And it's coming after you
Your reckless youth, it's residue
It's catching up with you
[Verse 2]
This restlessness, this restlessness
Like you're at war with yourself
And your skin's on back to front
And you don't know what you want
[Verse 3]
Behold in me, behold in me
A bad example of free thought
Through endless nights I am a witness
Frescoes of the skull
[Chorus]
Born over a grave
We count down the days
And fill in the space
To blacken the page
I want it erased
Blacken the page
I want it erased
Blacken the page
[Verse 4]
A way with words, a way with words
You can't switch off from yourself
Shut it off, shut if off
Let the silence sing itself
[Verse 5]
I want this over
This rubbish
I'm sure you feel the same
In a moment
I'll be finished
And all else will remain
[Chorus]
Born over a grave
We count down the days
And fill in the space
To blacken the page
I want it erased
Blacken the page
I want it erased
Blacken the page