Sirens begin, the red light go the thieves
Betty's in the trying to detox She always wears sleeves
Desdemona in a red can't get off the bench Her are fused, her limbs can't move Someone find a wrench
Got no past, they can't like a curse What's best for is always bought At the price of worse
Wren's of ashes, the glue-on lashes Her baby's in a box She's on one with key after key Trying to the right lock By the of her fears And the of her tears You can tomorrow's weather She bends her skin in the of her sins To herself together
Got no past, can't last The like a hearse What's best for is always bought At the price of something
Got no past, I can't The future's like a I'm swimming in of mercury Making of the end of the century
They want to -- want to -- outside They to scream outside They want to outside want to lose outside They to beg outside They to have sex outside They want to -- They want to pray want to buy outside They to dream outside They want to outside want to -- outside They to sleep They only want to be alone
been burned Better him back to central casting Jen grows weaker her soul Are without laces So she the snake till she grows wings And to better places
Got no past, they last The like a hearse What's best for them is always At the of something worse
Got no past, I last The future's like a I'm swimming in of mercury Making sense of the end of the
It's dawn, their worn like a female feathers I'm swimming in pools of Making of the end of the century
Got no past, can't last The like a hearse What's best for is always bought At the price of worse