Weight of the World

The weight of the world is on your shoulders
 An albatross is in your eyes
 Place your fears in a little back box and bury 'em at midnight
 The weight of the world is on your neck now
 And theres a hex upon your head
 Put your baby teeth in an old soup can and bury 'em with the dead.
 Bury em with the dead.
 And now the curses growing stronger
 And now you begin turning pale
 And now the curses growing stronger
 And now you begin turning pale
 And now the voyage may begin
 To travel far and wide begin within
 Tell me what the hells that crawling around
 In and underneath your skin
 And now the curses growing stronger
 And now you begin turning pale
 And now the curses growing stronger
 And now you begin turning pale
 All aboard the ship of fools
 Leave your earthly possessions behind
 All aboard the ship of suffering
 Hello and goodbye
 Goodbye x8"