Antidote

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 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