Between The Buried And Me - The Ectopic Stroll lyrics

Sit down please. Sir, what is your woe? My thousand year old wisdom will help you grow The fantasy of the rewind I can dissect a man of your kind Please Doc I need help My walls are covered in velvet We can't get it right Old man Chopping at his block Old soul Sanding his work Lost land Hysteria in practice Lost hand Tumbling down the well Tumbling down the well Our troubled thoughts are drugged away No need for our sanity Let's now start over Let's begin our lives Go back to where we came from Let's now start over Let's begin our lives Your voice is silent Sit down sir and lend me your mind I'll twist and tinker every circuit that's inside This fantasy of your soul You'll soon accept all I know We can't get it right Speed up your joy We can't get it right We can't get your right Take me back to my past Let's now start over Let's begin our lives Go back to where we came from Let's now start over Let's begin our lives Your voice is silent Take me back to my past Take me back to my past Take me back