I have been digging this grave, but now that it is made
I see that black is one hell of a colour
Wanna break out so I start to shout
But the mortician´s returned to his parlour
Black hole
Wrapped in my shroud upstairs, the music´s so loud
That I cannot concentrate on my sorrow
Let down my hair & find smth to wear
And then dance myself into tomorrow
Black hole
I am in a hole here & all I can see
Are these grey walls that are closing in on me
Throw me a ladder, lend me an arm
Beam me up Scotty, lift me from harm
Oh why, why deep holes?
Oh I love my holes
Black hole
If the weather would change these clouds might blow away
And my body´d be wrapped up in sunshine
I want out of this wind that´s wearing me thin
Blasting my flesh to the marrow
Why dig holes?
Why deep holes?
Black hole
James Ringtones