Save your tears in jars of hazed glass
Dance with the lilies
Fall with your angel
And turn it all sideways
And start twisting that rope
For your boots are mud
As your skin is fleshed
Imagine your paint bleeding
Imagine your soul drowning
Remember the days you knew why you escaped
Your trees with days and days unclosed
But it�s not your fault
But it�s all your fault
And don�t take it
We can�t U-turn this lullaby
Ride on, ride on
Go torture
Go endure
You are lonely
You are spreading
Seeing these angles with toxins of gaming
Oh, hearing these angels with holes in your heart
Explode, refresh
For this scene is far too smothering
High jump to paradise
High jump to pools of blood and all these drained souls
High jump to concrete
And as wood falls
Carve your name.
