follow your ghost
periphery
embrace the doorway when everything's fading away
a poet to die and you'll fall in love with a hero in the fire
the shore will dry up on this day
you'll find the perfect lie
they'd never mistake the meaning
ready to lie dead and fall in line with the number 27
the shore will dry up on this day
you'll find the perfect high
all the little stab wounds in that ego scream lobotomy
the bloody trail of fame and fortune has drained that life
all the little stab wounds in that ego scream lobotomy
red waves crash upon the shore of you
because there's no tomorrow. oh
the corpse will swing in all it's glory
remembering the love once shared in life
chemicals will rise so i can ease the guilt from the escape