Now i can walk through those
Through those fires that burn in

Now it's a holiday
Now it's a holiday

Make a

Weak minded
Supple hope loser
Sunk-eyed trance
Forced b

I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips
We ca

Soon we will be on our way
Say goodbye to yesterday

So

Instrumental

Please don't ask me
I will refuse

(fucking ready&

A fork is a cold shiny tool
To pierce, tear and ingest
Who

I've got the demons in me
I've got to brush them all away