Stresshead to the bone Swimming laps in a dark room Are you sik sik six Mine the body and push the stone Made a deal with a strange ghost And now he comes to me, when I'm in need Lights a candle and he sets it down I wait for the wick to burn to the ground I'm not easy like your other friends Stresshead in a zone Stacking gla** in a quiet room Are you sik Fill the hull, but not the void “Nothing's better than some things” I hear him say from the doorway Made a deal with a strange ghost And I know that I see him and he sees me I'm not easy