I woke up today surrounded by blackness. The small morning sun devoured the process. It's always been fun when I get a bit nervous. And it's hard to say but I feel a bit weightless.
I've got a feeling, I've got a feeling. These broken nights and bitter ends. We would always starve and devour. Our closest friends my beautiful friends.
Disaster, disaster. Disaster, disaster. . Fall comes a loaded gun. Black ties for everyone. Can you read my mind. Grey stones that break apart. French braids demonic art.
Let's get started, the faint and brokenhearted. hold it up! I've got something I cannot hide.. The worst painkiller, the all in filler,. apart and departed, look in my eye..