Father To a Sister of Thought

Rotten device, I'll say it twice I'm too much I'm too much comforted here Costs too much, too much, we'll leave you Everywhere eyes, nowhere to die No place to shove your sharpened heel I'm looking, looking for a tired face In case you wanted to go I know, I'm breathing into the end Calling my bluffs, talking so tough Goodbye to the ugly steeple fear Good times forever after I'm just a man, you see who I am I'm binding my hooks and open the books Dirty black hearts Angel of Corpus Christi You're so misty, tell me what I want to hear I know I'm reeling in I know I'm reeling in To the end To the end To the end To the end I know I'll never know I know I'll never know