Honey Pot

So you think you got a feeling in your head
Got a pack of good deeds for the entry fee
All dressed up for judgment day
So you think you got a reason, my friend
To keep throwing those stones from a big glass home
Your righteousness is paper-thin

When's the last time you felt right?
This has always been a prison
You're not living, you're just doing time
But there's a world on the outside
Where everything is nothing
All we have is what we're leaving behind

Morphine, daydream; the edge of a knife
Hits like a tidal wave of empty feeling
Tracing faces on the ceiling
Novocain, slow pain; let's go for a ride
From whose honey pot have you been stealing?
Paint on the walls are peeling off

So you think you found a burning in your heart
Now you envy greed and the selfish things
That tore your family apart
Do you think you sought a savior out of fear
Needing someone else to forgive yourself
And make it all disappear

Morphine daydream; the edge of a knife
Hits like a tidal wave of empty feeling
Tracing faces on the ceiling
Novocain, slow pain; let's go for a ride
From whose honey pot have you been stealing?
Paint on the walls are peeling

Blackout, cash-out; now you're alive
If the air you breathe was given
All your sins will be forgiven
Comatose, overdose; just killing time
Ain't that a funny way of living?
Like this life is an audition then you die

Morphine daydream; the edge of a knife
Hits like a tidal wave of empty feeling
Tracing faces on the ceiling
Novocain, slow pain; let's go for a ride
From whose honey pot have you been stealing?
Paint on the walls are peeling

Blackout, cash-out; now you're alive
If the air you breathe was given
All your sins will be forgiven
Comatose, overdose; just killing time
Ain't that a funny way of living?
Like this life is an audition then you die