the first thing that i do before i get into your house
i'm gonna tear off all the petals from the rose that's in your mouth
i wanted to find ever since i didn't understand
they take the simple things inside you
and put nightmares in your hands
that he should live without it
vision sprung into dreams
of a world left without it
the last thing that she sees before they turn off all the lights
net up in the corner with the spiders made of night
and i can't live without it