Lyrics:

Death knell, so true you're no good
Whitewash all thought like a gun
There's no inside of me
I've got an antidote for my mind
I found the dirt for this hole
I've got an antidote for my mind
The well gone dry in my hands
Untold undone in the end
There's no inside of me
I've got an antidote for my mind
I found the dirt for this hole
I've got an antidote for my mind
Lock it away away
Lock it away away
Lock it away away
Lock it away away
Lock it away away
Lock it away away
Lock it away away
Lock it away away