Antidote

Red Fang

Death knell, so true, you're no good
Whitewash all thought like a gun
    
There's no inside of me
I've got an antidote for my mind
I found the dirt for this hole
I've got an antidote for my mind
    
The well gone dry in my hands
Untold, undone in the end
    
There's no inside of me
I've got an antidote for my mind
I found the dirt for this hole
I've got an antidote for my mind
I've got an antidote for my mind
    
Lock it away, away
Lock it away, away
Lock it away, away
Lock it away, away
Lock it away, away
Lock it away, away
Lock it away, away
Lock it away, away