We bury the dead, but they're not forgotten So how in the hell can we bury disease? Plague of the mind, decay of the senses This pestilence grips and then it oversees Life imitates art, they say, in which case art must be utter dismay Life imitates art, they say, in which case art must be bitter and gray ♪ You're running against a hurricane mighty Tie in your mouth and chills down your spine This entity follow has no spatial boundaries Are all my decisions decidedly mine? Life imitates art, they say, in which case art must be utter dismay Life imitates art, they say, in which case art must be bitter and gray ♪ You're dragging the boulder with relentless determination Grip on for dear life to the rope that's attached Sometimes you've got to give those hands a break Let the bastard roll off and be free from your grasp Life imitates art, they say, in which case art must be utter dismay Life imitates art, they say, in which case art must be bitter and gray ♪ You're caught and divided, you're vanquished and conquered You're much like a blind man who's crossing the road It's okay to scream, to pine for assistance If you're looking for aid, then you should make it known Life imitates art, they say, in which case art must be utter dismay Life imitates art, they say, in which case art must be bitter and gray Art imitates life, they say, in which case life must be utter dismay Art imitates life, they say, in which case life must be bitter and gray ♪ Weights