He's got fasting black lungs,
made of clove splinterd shards,
They're the kind that will talk,
Through a wheezing of coughs,
And I hear him every night,
In every pore,
and every time he just makes me warm
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Must I hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone
Look at how they flock to him
from an isle of open sores
He knows that the taste is such
is such to die for
and I hear him every night
on every street
the scales that do sliver
deliver me from...
Freeze without an answer
free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone Oh Lord
Said I'm Said I'm said I'm
Said I'm bloodshot for sure
Pale runs the ghost
Said I'm feelin swollen on the shore
and every night
in every pore
the scales that do slither
deliver me from...
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'l never
Never sleep alone
Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame
Then I'll hide
Cause I'l never
Never sleep alone