Silverchair - Straight Lines Lyrics

Breathing from a hole in my lungI had no oneBut faces in front of meRacing through the void in my headTo find traces of a good luck academySparks ignite and trade them for thoughtAbout no oneAnd nothing in particularWashed the sickened socket and droveResent nothingThere's good will inside of meWake me up lower the feverWalking in a straight lineSet me on fire in the eveningEverything will be