Just when you thought I would say "Hello!" to you as the clock turns its hands to the 2. The closed curtains we were soul-searching, we were spun around into a nighttime cocoon. You're uncertain for the Fall, the cold calls, and all the memories that you paved along the way. And I still wear your blood around my neck. It goes to show you that the show it must go on.
My god, we're praying, praying for a wash out. And I'm still debating, will this be the right time for it? My baby's wailing, wailing both her lungs out. Sunset is fading, fading into nighttime coming slow.
A little hit and I'm higher than jesus christ, and all hell would break loose, that's alright. The 4 horsemen, they would plot a course and come rolling towards the door. Suddenly, it's all the same. I don't understand how all the noises flew away into the woods. And if you could make a mistake and change all your plans so we could evaporate...I know...I think you should. It goes to show you that the show it must go...
She takes me home again.
I hope this rips your heart out.
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