Black Hole Cities

Rake me over the coals I hope you got a good price for your soul Your soul I'm high on hubris First class for foreign Icarus Shit rolls downhill from the tops of the pyramids Low tide, you better believe you're along for the ride Sorely lacking empathy, and you've caught me in a mood this time Into the depths of the rabbit holes, we dive and we dive Chemistry on a kill switch Settle down, settle down Settle down for a life of old tropes, hope you don't wind up alone Looks like that's in my future, but for my brittle, wilted bones The coop's flown from the funeral home I dug deep and came up empty, though I'm brand new tomorrow Talking in tangents, kissing in corners, and I'm forced to wonder If we're going to grieve When we pack up and leave these black hole cities Lust for domestic bliss, or wilful ignorance But I'm coming to realise that perhaps it's a myth So, we could watch each other grow old or unfold Or we could set it all on fire, slip away in the cold Talking in tangents, kissing in corners, and I'm forced to wonder If we're going to grieve when we pack up leave these black hole cities I won't hang around like the black cloud that follows me And it's never easy When I'm chemically dreaming to leave The bellows, the rapture The fault line, the fracture Black market clean blood I'm just asking that you rake me over the coals I hope you got a good price on your soul The tempest, the panic The silence, the static Drunk on the bad days and high when I'm manic Rake me over the coals, I'd be better off as a ghost Rake me over the coals, I hope you got a good price on your soul Rake me over the coals, I'd be better off as a ghost Rake me over the coals, I hope you got a good price for your soul Your soul Talking in tangents, kissing in corners, and I'm forced to wonder If we're going to grieve When we pack up and leave these black hole cities