January One, 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 a 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 breathe I 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 it's better than a party full of people I don't really know Well, they've 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 breathe I wanna be a new man Tired of the old one Out with the old plan Can you find a beat? Inside of me? Any pulse, getting worse Any pulse, getting worse Inside of me In front of me Carry me I'm just a dead man Lying on the carpet Can't find a heartbeat Make me breathe I wanna be a new man Tired of the old one Out with the old plan Carry me I'm just a dead man Lying on the carpet Can't find a heartbeat Make me breathe I wanna be a new man Tired of the old one Out with the old plan