Lyrics

By the light of a pinball machine In the suburban houses that I dream In the hospitals and hospices In the darkest goddamn haunts you've ever met I am exported to another dimension People keep dying and no one can stop it People keep dying and no one can stop it People keep dying and no one can stop it People keep dying and no one can stop it The souls here exit their bodies, etch their full name on a stone In a car on route 128 In the offices where I negotiate my fate In the pages of a book nobody reads In the corners of a song nobody needs I am exported to another dimension People keep dying and no one can stop it People keep dying and no one can stop it People keep dying and no one can stop it People keep dying and no one can stop it Oh good god, it's me Are you there, god? It's me It's me!