January 1 I got a lot of things on my mind
I'm looking at my body through a new spy satellite
I try to lift a finger but I don't think I can make the call
So tell me if I move cause I don't feel anything at all

So carry me
I'm just a dead man
Lying on the carpet
Can't find a heartbeat
Make me free
Wanna be a new man
Tired of the old one
Out with the old plan

I woke up from a dream about an empty funeral
But its better than the party full of people I don't really know
Well they got hearts to break and burn, dirty hands to feel the earth
There's something in my veins but I can't seem to make it work, won't work

So carry me
I'm just a dead man
Lying on the carpet
Can't find a heartbeat
Make me free
Wanna be a new man
Tired of the old one
Out with the old plan

Can you find a beat
Inside of me
And it pulls (any pulse)
Getting worse
And it pulls
Getting worse
Inside of me
Can you find a beat

So carry me
I'm just a dead man
Lying on the carpet
Can't find a heartbeat
Make me free
Wanna be a new man
Tired of the old one
Out with the old plan