Stop, I'm Already Dead

A spirit climbs my spine to the brain

Following the rail-road tracks down again

I needed space, with soul, maybe we can die there

maybe we can, stop, I'm already dead

Stop, I'm already dead

My mother, she said, heaven's on one soul, love it baby, hell is on the other

Kept neatly in a box beneath the bed, it was the bones of my father

Oh baby we can stop

I'm already dead

I'm already dead, yeah

I am already dead

Stop, I'm already dead

Stop, I'm already dead

Stop, I'm already dead

Stop, I'm already dead

I am already dead