歌词
Was a night with intention of bathing in the moonlight
Running off your fresh charged batteries
Stained glass crosses, gothic arches
A flame in the spirit, spread like a wildfire
Lemon zest, sweet acid
Salt too bitter for the tip of your tongue
Writing the words to my gravestone
Some sights have a price
You have to be inside
To get that sort of advice
Some of us are color blind
Watching you with your expensive eyes
It takes an autopsy to rip the vail
Rip the vail
To see what's in common
Scarlet ribbons running off a beat
Scarlet ribbons running off a beat
Scarlet ribbons running off a beat
Scarlet ribbons running off a beat
Keep the faucet flowing or
The blood will freeze and
There will be no breath to play catch with
Everyone will cry over any and everything
On your way back down from vacation
Dead end