I'm a walking disaster Drawn to the enemy Oh when the crow calls I will follow Sucker for the graveyard diggers Shot my own foot Running to the ditch I dug There's many little bones in the closet now Making a twisted sound A howling in the night and it's coming my way Come to collect that pound Pound Flesh Blend Fresh Run Fly Boy Cry (No heroes, no heroes, no heroes) Running to the ditch I dug Pound Flesh Blend Fresh Run Fly Boy Cry (No heroes, no heroes, no heroes) Running to the ditch I dug New year, new me New hideaway It's all lies anyway Can't cope, can't grow Stagnant cynic hope 'Here lies your loving gaze' Building up a backbone Battle drone so alone I'm pristine shit, best of all the bad bits Building up a backbone Battle drone so alone I'm pristine shit, best of all the bad bits Pound Flesh Blend Fresh Run Fly Boy Cry (No heroes, no heroes, no heroes) Running to the ditch I dug Pound Flesh Blend Fresh Run Cry Boy Fly (No heroes, no heroes, no heroes) Running to the ditch I dug (What's there left to believe, only empty gestures) Baby you can trust me Baby you can trust me Look me in the eye Tell me I'd tell a lie Look me in the eye Tell me I'd tell a lie