Wake up the puppets, and throw them out of bed 
 This is a morning I want you to respect 
 Pull down the sheets and cut your heart in two 
 This is a miracle that shines into your eyes 

 I found a friend in mescalin, a one that holds him close 
 And if he's done some evil things, I'm sure he will expose 
 All the needles in my sick, sick mind 
 I fear the morning that I'll wake up blind 

 This isn't funny, this is just the point 
 Trapped in my sorrow, escaped into the void 
 This is a strange land, we live and die too late 
 And if there is a God, I found him in my hate

 I found a friend in mescalin, a one that holds him close 
 And if he's done some evil things, I'm sure he will expose 
 All the needles in my sick, sick mind 
 I fear the morning that I'll wake up blind (x2)
 Blind, blind, blind, blind.