I'm not calling you a liar, just don't lie to me Wraps itself around my tongue as it softly speaks There but for the grace of God go I And I love you so much, I'm gonna let you I'm not calling you a thief, just don't steal from me I'm not calling you a

This chapel of ritual Smells of dead human sacrifices From the altar bed On this night of ritual Invoking our master To procreate the unholy bastard Tonight we're summoned for a divine cause Remembrance, no But for their future loss

Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina! A ghost is screaming your name Out of the flames A piece of brain in my hair The wheels are melting Tina! Tina! Bleeding all around Liquid metal through my veins The radio's burning

Hey ey ey ey ey ey You know what they say 'Cause it's a new day, we're gonna go far Knuckle down, trim, and shake off the dead weight You can't hide from your ghosts 'Cause it's a new day, I wanna go far Break it down, jump the gun, find a new way I'm

Out of this mess When you're forgiven but you can't forget Feels like you're drowning but you still got breath And we've been tryna lay this ghost to rest What's done is done Oh but there ain't no getting out of this mess No there ain't no getting out

Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun And the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much but we made the most

Welcome to the breakdown Welcome to the end of the road Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave This is a breakdown And we've got nowhere else to go We'll be standing here holding our ground, come what may We've got nowhere else to go All hail, the

A skyline's severance Cleave from creation's hands To break free From the ghost of me I burn it down A past life to the ground So much to feel alive To feel the tide

Who is the crowd that peers through the cage, As we perform here upon the stage? Tell me a lie in a beautiful way I believe in answers just not today So I arrived, naked and cold A welcomed change from the abeyance of a ghost town catacomb No need for

The day I die, the day I die Where will we be? I don't need you, I don't need you Besides I barely ever see you anymore And when I do it feels like you're only halfway there Young mothers love me even ghosts of Girlfriends call from Cleveland They will