I Tumble Around

What would you think if I
Take off my cloak and bury my soul
Would you ask yourself if I got nothing else to do
Or would you come over to see me dying away from you
But you just turn the lights out
You turn them out you turn them out

And I tumble around
Searching for a way to get out of here

What would you think if I
Cut my fingers off and put them in a box
Would you ask yourself if I got nothing else to do
Or would you come over to see me bleeding away from you
ut you just turn the lights out
You turn them out you turn them out

And I tumble around
Searching for a way to get away from here

I want to get away
I want to get out I want to get away
From here from here
From here from here

I tumble around
Searching for a way to get out of here
And I tumble around
Searching for a way to get away from here