Crystal ball, I'm plain vain, black blood
You'll be the meth to me, I'm bored to fuck
Sightseeing necessities, step up in your gut
Fantasies like an oracle, hypochlorite duct
The bleach stains they drip
We'll take it back to burn their ghosts
White lies so cold like snow
No light, no wind, tight rope
Walk aimlessly on vacant streets, no place I call home
(Darling, do you want to know what I think?)
(Well, I'm afraid I can't say it)
(I wish I could do something to help you two)
Taint the waters and go pierce the veil
In black garden of gallows when pet snails invade
You'll be the map to my grave when you provide the direction
'Cause I never did know
Into fire
You're watching me burn
'Til we starve the supply
We'll take it back to burn their ghosts
White lies so cold like snow
No light, no wind, tight rope
Walk aimlessly on vacant streets, no place I call home
