Got to get away Say I got to get away fore I'm gone... Dug me a hole in the ground A familiar taste of salt There to wet this parched throat and lips — Only the pearls of sweat on my brow The sun hurts my eyes through planks The slanting hot roads of burning fire — A foe and a friend won't let me go Numb Hope I never wake up I'm hoping that I'm hoping I am never awaken... Let me go Numb