I dreamt of a wheel
Rolling away in flames
It was coming at me
And I made it to the train
And I'll never again feel alive
So alive
Cuz the grave will be dug for my face
Then I was in a cab
The driver had his eyes closed
And I beckoned for him to stop
But he kindly refused
And I'll never again feel sad
So sad
Cuz the grave will be dug
Rolling away in flames
It was coming at me
And I made it to the train
And I'll never again feel alive
So alive
Cuz the grave will be dug for my face
Then I was in a cab
The driver had his eyes closed
And I beckoned for him to stop
But he kindly refused
And I'll never again feel sad
So sad
Cuz the grave will be dug