I spit bones of weak chromosomes Overthrown thrones, king's homes become Rome You see? I like death and sunsets, I bet she can't even feel the sun as it hits her head Bad trips become conscience, wise men become nonsense Everything between feels much more than a dream
I won't repeat this doom Love without death inside your new tomb Do thoughts think themselves? Are dreams trapped by elves? Three hells repeat and spring wells where water never seemed to spill
Cheap thrills for lost hearts to **** time Broken dreams with no spine, I'm fine She said it is time to move on She said it is time for new dawns Sit back, watch the sunrise Seems like I can't see **** without no ******* eyes