have you kissed the ground
in service of the needless
this ghost has been with you
we already made our casket stand
that you didn't see how fucked it was
all the pulses were a line
anesthetize you waste away
in the city you wept a grave
and lost its feel long ago
we already made our casket stand
that you didn't see how fucked it was
all the pulses were a line
anesthetize you waste away
in the city you wept a grave
we can speak in opposites
the mirror starts to fade