There's a lightning storm, each and every night Crashing inside you, like motorbikes We toss and turn, sleep so loud Grind the teeth in our, our empty
Calling all cars or coroners, we got a dead one here And anybody else receiving this, the west coast is far from clear Like a time bomb, a sudden death
Not sure how this is supposed to feel Cutting like a red hot knife of surgical steel Brought fresh from the autoclave She came, she came with sterile
Like the pills in your hand, I'll never let you down And like the bugs in your bed, under my skin now Devouring, all that's left of me Devouring, all
I am waiting 'til there's nothing left I'm a prayer, all you see is breath I am empty, I am skin and bones, I'm a ribcage Well, I'm out the door with
It's been a long day living with this It's been a long time since I felt so sick I took a long walk straight back home I could've walked back to San Francisco
Here we are again with handguns for hearts They had a master plan, wanted to tear us apart Nothing to hold, all hope deleted Our demise has been completed
You're on your own my little nightmare, you cannot stay here It's far too bright for you If they attack you just lay there Play dead dear, it's your only
Over and out of it for one more plane ride out I'm not sure and never was if this would all head south, or what Wait here a month or two will pass, I'
it's not so much a storm but just a cloud that lives inside of me he doesn't disturb so easily these days but when he wakes he goes the distance. in
It's not just the pain, the pain in my back That laughs in my face, my face every night Or the poison that took my lungs That keeps me from feeling warm
There's someone down below Blowing you a kiss They watch from their windows As all arms fall to their sides And all eyes fix On the death of tomorrow
We're the things that go bump in the night that you can't see Yeah, we're the mishaps that always happen in threes This ain't no rocket science and no
There's a lightning storm each and every night Crashing inside you like motorbikes We toss and turn, sleep so loud Grind the teeth in our empty mouths
Calling all cars, all coroners, we've got a dead one here And anybody else receiving this, the west coast is far from clear Like a time bomb or sudden
Not sure how this is supposed to feel Cutting like a red hot knife of surgical steel Brought flesh from the autoclave. She came, she came with sterile
It's been a long day living with this It's been a long time since I felt so sick I took a long walk straight back home I could've walked back to San
