Corrosion Of Conformity

You're dead
Heard too much, know too much - don't know if I can take it
If the system had one neck, you know I'd gladly break it
They've got us where they want us - stuck in this sick romance
They need no chain - it's in our brain
And we don't stand a chance
If we keep doing this deadly dance
End this sick romance
The dance of the dead
It's all in my head
Know the deal, the way we feel - those of us who care
Constant pain, the endless rain becomes too much to bear
Feel the need to concede - pretend it's all ok
But the horror, today, tomorrow, will never ever go away
If you give in to the deadly dance
You've got to take that chance