Lyrics
it catches nightmares as they drip from my head
i have a journal and its next to my bed
Who makes the floorboards creek, who makes the floorboards creek
I have a journal and its next to my bed, a bible thumped me and i slipped in to hell Young, it catches nightmares as they drip from my head
But i have lost my eyesight, and i am on a mission Young, and i am on a mission
who walks down these halls
but i have lost my eyesight
Cause all the christians were there, ive got to makes it home by midnight
Ive got to makes it home by midnight, i turned around and i pulled out my hair, i once was running and i tripped and fell
Ive got to makes it home by midnight, a bible thumped me and i slipped in to hell, buning up the pages from the weight of the motherload
Who traces her fingers along theses walls, but i have lost my eyesight Gina, it catches nightmares as they drip from my head
It catches nightmares as they drip from my head, a narrow scope of vision
A bible thumped me and i slipped in to hell, theres mosters crowding my periphery
I turned around and i pulled out my hair, theres mosters crowding my periphery
i dont say those words cause they never sound real
Cause all the christians were there, a narrow scope of vision Young, buning up the pages from the weight of the motherload
a bible thumped me and i slipped in to hell
Living vicariously through the soles of her feet, and i am on a mission
Cause all the christians were there, who traces her fingers along theses walls Gina, i dont have a body and i cant even feel
i dont have a body and i cant even feel
It catches nightmares as they drip from my head, cause all the christians were there, i have a ghost in me
A narrow scope of vision, a bible thumped me and i slipped in to hell
It catches nightmares as they drip from my head, i dont have a body and i cant even feel
i turned around and i pulled out my hair
I have a journal and its next to my bed, cause all the christians were there
I have a ghost in me, i turned around and i pulled out my hair Young, i try to read them but theyre written in code
it catches nightmares as they drip from my head
It catches nightmares as they drip from my head, a bible thumped me and i slipped in to hell
Cause all the christians were there, but i have lost my eyesight Haunted, living vicariously through the soles of her feet
Buning up the pages from the weight of the motherload, who makes the floorboards creek, a bible thumped me and i slipped in to hell
i have a ghost in me
I once was running and i tripped and fell, i dont say those words cause they never sound real
a narrow scope of vision
theres mosters crowding my periphery
i dont have a body and i cant even feel
Cause all the christians were there, it catches nightmares as they drip from my head Haunted, who makes the floorboards creek
I have a journal and its next to my bed, i dont have a body and i cant even feel
Who makes the floorboards creek, i try to read them but theyre written in code
Living vicariously through the soles of her feet, i have a ghost in me, i have a journal and its next to my bed
A bible thumped me and i slipped in to hell, i try to read them but theyre written in code
Who makes the floorboards creek, i try to read them but theyre written in code
Buning up the pages from the weight of the motherload, but i have lost my eyesight
a bible thumped me and i slipped in to hell
i dont have a body and i cant even feel
