I'll open up my wrists to let you in and keep you where you belong. Nail my hands into the oak if I can never touch your face again. Cardiac paralysis
We fall asleep on the runway Underneath the neon crucifix Where they left the light on for us tonight Fed myself to the sickness, purge myself to the
In this house of suffering I gotta let some joy in I hear that freedom will win yeah Oh where oh where can jah love be now My dear, it's here in the underground
Shatter the mirror on the wall and turn me into beautiful broken pieces. I am a slave to my own reflection. Hollywood in a soft syringe push it in and
I see right through you When you sing it back to me I read that fine print And I saw you staggering Regurgitate the shit you find In the dirty dreams
I made a pact not to sleep through the end All of the dreamers are stuck in their beds Fight off the attraction to always play dead I'm tortured by white
won't convince the jury, we're guilty till we die If it starts to sing, reach in remove the sirens This respirator keeps a countdown to our cancellation If it starts to bleed
Slowly we peel away the layers And the light seeps through the cracks You whispered softly in my ear "The birth of morning's upon us, dear" The bandages
soldiers burning on that carousel. I heard through the grapevine that you were beautiful at the bar last night. I hope you had a great time blushing while you bled
I accidentally touched my head And noticed that I had been bleeding For how long, I didn't know What was this I thought, that struck me? What kind of
and time again until we're gone - until it's over - portraits scars and memories - keepsakes of what used to be my love bled across this infinite wire
we fall asleep on the runway underneath the neon crucifix. where they left the light on for us tonight. fed myself to the sickness and purge myself to
The sky blistered red, shot's ring overhead I'm scaling walls that the soldiers built to muffle out your screams The message was dislocated, misconveyed
The signal flares, will light the way To the scene of the accident where we'll dance Like a pile of teeth in a broken mouth Such a sick celebration But
Waiting for the sun to set my wings ablaze. The show must go on. The funeral needs a star. Tonight I have become the gossip and the choir. The useless
Waiting for the sun to set my wings ablaze The show must go on, the funeral needs a star tonight I have become the gossip and the choir The useless and
Your eyes begin to stare at the polygraph machine As you become aware of the satellites that call her name It's as if the ocean swallowed the city lights
I'll stand knee deep in your ridicule. Your tongue flickers as threats are made. I've saved you a seat in hell. Lets begin. You can shove glass down