Born With a Sound

There's death in the bread line

There's death on the vine

I wanted you quite often

In that I wanted you all of the time

*Two singers*

I've been up all night

I've been up all day

I was into the illusion

I was into the never ending sea

And the sound of confusion

In the I've been up all night

I've been up all day

Singin' in this I had a sound

In my head