And with the early dawn
Moving right along
I couldn't buy and eyeful of sleep
And in the aching night under satellites
I was not received
Built with stolen parts
A telephone in my heart
Someone get me a priest
To put my mind to bed
This ringing in my head
Is this a cure or is this a disease

[Chorus]
Nail in my hand
From my creator
You gave me life
Now show me how to live [Repeat: x2]

And in the after birth
On the quiet earth
Let the stains remind you
You thought you made a man
You better think again
Before my role defines you

[Chorus]

And in your waiting hands
I will land
And roll out of my skin
And in your final hours I will stand
Ready to begin [Repeat: x4]

[Chorus]

Show me how to live [Repeat: x4]

Writer : CORNELL, CHRIS/COMMERFORD, TIMOTHY/MORELLO, TOM/WILK, BRAD
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing