St. Paul's

I told you not to take me here I might just turn to dust and ashes blowing in the air  Invading my dreams, speaking in tongues  Wish I could scream, at the top of my lungs  Stare out the window at the red sunken n  Do I let myself float or can I still run?  Out of time You don't wanna die, do ya?  I have a name that no one knows  They only know my veins and how to fill them full of holes  Wrong kind of high, asleep or awake?  Seconds go by, or has it been days?  Stare out the window at the red sunken sun Do I let myself float or can I still run?  Out of time You don't wanna die, do ya?  Why am I still here at all?  Why am I still here at all?  Why am I still here at all?  You don't wanna die  You don't wanna die  You don't wanna die  Do ya?