Hands of the Receiver Lyrics

I was slipping fast. She was hanging on. I was looking for a path. She said she knew the way to make me happy. I'm in the hands of the receiver. I thought I'd die before I'd be here. I was blind, I didn't see her; I'm in the hands of the receiver. Flashed a mirror in my eyes. Moved into my home. Wrecked all of the rooms. Said I do these things to make you happy, Life can be rum. Relax and get stung. Life can be rum. Should I die and be done?