Vet for the Insane

Fields of the Nephilim

Disheartening dreams
Hard to relax relax
It's a crime to sleep
Relax relax

You gotta hold on to your past
So bad so bad
I'm gonna pull it all to pieces
So sad so sad

Flowers in your kitchen - they weep for you
I'm gonna shake them all to pieces like I did to you

Relax

I wanna go home, sad I cry for you
I wanna go home, look what you've put me through
Put me through

Walls gather 'round, feel a droning sound
At the hostile beat, what am I here for ?
Relax

I wanna go home
What am I here for?