People Keep Dying (And No One Can Stop It)

By the light of a pinball machine
In the suburban houses that I dream
In the hospitals and hospices
In the darkest goddamn haunts you've ever met
I am exported to another dimension

People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it

The souls here exit their bodies, etch their full name on a stone

In a car on route 128
In the offices where I negotiate my fate
In the pages of a book nobody reads
In the corners of a song nobody needs
I am exported to another dimension

People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it
People keep dying and no one can stop it

Oh good god, it's me
Are you there, god? It's me
It's me!