| On some nights you’ll find me falling
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| I am formless I am shapeless
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| And on some nights I’m better left alone
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| You take it all in from some severed state of stasis
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| You scream, «wake up», inside your own body but
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| You’re buried or suffocating or worse
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| Tonight it’s worse
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| Tonight the screaming hurts
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| Tonight it’s worse
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| Tonight I’m wrapped up in her
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| We find each other under
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| Blankets as warm as summer
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| We are inseparable
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| Our bodies know what they’re for
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| And we give in, we explore
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| Each other desperate for
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| Something inseparable
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| This coma kiss is infinite
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| And I may take your tongue if you stay
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| We are this dream — fluid and intricate
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| We made it that way
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| Every nightmare needs an influence
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| And your body turning blue as you lay
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| Directly next to me colors this one
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| In bluish hues and darker grays
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| (…it's in the center of my torso, behind my eyes and in the back of my head
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| Something is eating me alive from the inside out…)
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| And everyday when I awake I’m shaking or worse
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| Tonight it’s worse
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| Tonight the screaming hurts
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| Tonight it’s worse
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| Last night as I was wrapped up in her
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| I drowned her body under
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| Blankets as warm as summer
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| We were inseparable
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| So this is what has become
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| Of everything that I loved
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| The betrayal and the blood
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| Became inseparable
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| From the most beautiful nightmare I’ve ever had
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| Completely inseparable
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| I see her hair spread across the floor
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| And tangled in the telephone cord
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| Our favorite song’s been repeating all night
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| Someone call an ambulance, because something’s not right |