[00:57.33] |
I'm not breathing any better |
[00:58.95] |
|
[01:02.33] |
My lips crack with every grin |
[01:05.20] |
|
[01:05.83] |
I hear a scraping plead of branches |
[01:10.21] |
Against my broken window |
[01:13.52] |
|
[01:15.08] |
Why do I let you in? |
[01:18.23] |
|
[01:18.91] |
Her silhouette holds me under |
[01:21.10] |
|
[01:24.10] |
Can't poke me with these pins |
[01:26.16] |
|
[01:27.11] |
Flotsam drip of nectar |
[01:32.10] |
The nexus began sprouting |
[01:34.11] |
|
[01:36.35] |
When she says... |
[01:37.86] |
Saint Christopher |
[01:39.11] |
|
[01:39.98] |
Don't go wandering |
[01:42.91] |
|
[01:44.10] |
With no one left to save |
[01:46.05] |
|
[01:46.66] |
'Cause no one's at the wheel |
[01:48.85] |
Saint Christopher |
[01:50.10] |
|
[01:50.73] |
Don't go wandering |
[01:53.82] |
|
[01:54.70] |
With no one left to save |
[01:57.19] |
'Cause no one's at the wheel |
[01:59.57] |
Saint Christopher |
[02:00.69] |
|
[02:03.01] |
Antidote claps with thunder |
[02:04.82] |
|
[02:07.70] |
From a gash of staple rain |
[02:11.13] |
this bed will never rest you |
[02:16.01] |
The answer is in the summons |
[02:18.19] |
|
[02:20.38] |
Why do I let you in? |
[02:24.01] |
The skulking fits the crowning |
[02:26.13] |
|
[02:28.13] |
A wasted dusk of kin |
[02:32.44] |
Repulsion turns to nectar |
[02:37.13] |
When the pigment leaves my body |
[02:39.45] |
|
[02:41.69] |
When she says... |
[02:42.94] |
Saint Christopher |
[02:44.63] |
|
[02:45.26] |
Don't go wandering |
[02:48.32] |
|
[02:49.38] |
With no one left to save |
[02:51.88] |
'Cause no one's at the wheel |
[02:53.95] |
Saint Christopher |
[02:55.57] |
|
[02:56.07] |
Don't go wandering |
[02:58.57] |
|
[02:59.95] |
With no one left to save |
[03:02.51] |
'Cause no one's at the wheel |
[03:04.69] |
Saint Christopher |
[03:06.60] |
|
[03:26.43] |
First born prey and first born caught |
[03:30.26] |
|
[03:32.38] |
Crawling like an animal |
[03:35.74] |
|
[03:36.80] |
Hold your breath it's feeding time |
[03:41.20] |
|
[03:43.07] |
In this zed and two naughts |
[03:47.77] |
|
[04:01.96] |
Painted a fulcrum of caves |
[04:04.09] |
|
[04:05.78] |
Piled with dreams of |
[04:09.59] |
Phantom masses made of pastures |
[04:17.40] |
In labyrinths turning cystic maze |
[04:25.21] |
I've been hanging wreaths of cancer |
[04:33.34] |
On every door where children sing |
[04:40.96] |
|
[04:42.78] |
Watch it all blister x2 |
[04:46.71] |
|
[04:50.09] |
Saint Christopher |
[04:51.96] |
Don't go wandering |
[04:54.65] |
|
[04:56.09] |
With no one left to save |
[04:58.47] |
'Cause no one's at the wheel |
[05:00.72] |
Saint Christopher |
[05:02.59] |
Don't go wandering |
[05:05.03] |
|
[05:06.59] |
With no one left to save |
[05:09.21] |
'Cause no one's at the wheel |
[05:11.28] |
Saint Christopher |
[05:13.34] |
Don't go wandering |
[05:16.09] |
|
[05:17.21] |
With no one left to save |
[05:19.40] |
|
[05:20.03] |
'Cause no one's at the wheel |
[05:22.02] |
Saint Christopher |
[05:24.09] |
Don't go wandering |
[05:27.27] |
|
[05:28.09] |
With no one left to save |
[05:30.65] |
'Cause no one's at the wheel |
[05:32.65] |
Saint Christopher |