roll like thunder out of my head
cause I can't take this anymore
I find your overbearing spirit kind of dead
you choke me
your needlepoint thorns

take your puppet strings from my back
you're pulling me to my death
seems you only see the damn facts
and scorn me more
abduct my will
abduct my heart

give it back
I want it back
I'm not yours to command

lay me in my coffin bed
cause I couldn't stand you anymore
leave your rested hand off my chest
cause dear, your spirit brought my death
you choked me
your needlepoint thorns