Brain Collapses

In the morning when I awake
The room spins ´round my stomach ache
That leads straight to my head
The curtains are closed
The room is cold
And there´s nothing left but my memory
Scratching the air
Another body falls to the floor
And a disfigured face waits at the door
As the brain collapses
And you couldn´t ever call this living
When you´re just physically going through directions
Trying to avoid the obvious dead end
I don´t want to see the obvious dead end
As the brain collapses