I'll bet your wishing You could turn back But this is all you are now Not even as much as a grain of sand You're finally nothing Heat-seeking bomb in my hand Bring me my asylum band You put the knife to my throat Now it's your turn to float And you remind me of my sanity doctor Teleport me out of your design This is fear - Welcome to my little flood And now - give me a little of your blood I can remember the pain My river of red that would eventually stain me Now it's your turn to swim Open your latitude line - let me in Yes it's time to go Time to drain you down Time to let those fears come to the surface