Came up with something new to cover my acts
I think I want it, cause I'm over you now
I saw the past and it sometimes looked fine
Except for these little cracks wherein I could see the sky
Fire and a basket of limbs
Fire and some blood on your bed
What I meant was always of my nature and nothing else
I am what I was made to be
It's not me, It's not us
It's just this version of life I need to feed upon
Got me, crack me, Another person I hate
Came on to you and murdered your dreams
I think I won it, cause you hurt me somehow
I saw your world and it never looked real
Except for these small hours i spent inside you
Fire and a basket of flowers
Fire and the blood of the saints
It's not me, It's not us
It's just this version of life I need to feed upon
Got me, crack me, Another person I hate
Another number to call
And your wall is always there
In absence of warmth
Cold and wet
Your wall is always there
And your wall yearns for life
Life teaches doors and locks
Won't keep you out
Again she's back and I'm hypnotized
Again she's back and I'm open to lies