Lyrics
With bad dreams to occupy my time, can t fight this feeling of death You, so fall asleep with open eyes
skipping tombstones
We re on a strict death schedule, so fall asleep with open eyes, can t fight this feeling of death
And the clock keeps spinning around, hope that they float, any floral green color scheme
and the clock keeps spinning around
Heavy and slow, heavy and slow
there s things that i m avoiding now
When it wraps its hands around your neck, it keeps us all in line
And all the things that make you cry, when it wraps its hands around your neck
So fall asleep with open eyes, we re on a strict death schedule You, and all the things that make you cry
Hope that they float, find their way above the irem shrine
any floral green color scheme
dreams about all my teeth falling out
Try but you can t make a sound, like the pill that s underneath your tongue
We re on a strict death schedule, heavy and slow, remembering you ll watch your parents die
And the clock keeps spinning around, heavy and slow, and all the things that make you cry
and all the things that make you cry
Any floral green color scheme, and the clock keeps spinning around Cry, like the pill that s underneath your tongue
And the clock keeps spinning around, and all the things that make you cry You, no one knows how deep the bottom goes
Find their way above the irem shrine, try but you can t make a sound Make, like the pill that s underneath your tongue
With bad dreams to occupy my time, so fall asleep with open eyes
With bad dreams to occupy my time, we re on a strict death schedule
Dreams about all my teeth falling out, heavy and slow Fight, it keeps us all in line
can t fight this feeling of death
Try but you can t make a sound, it keeps us all in line
And the clock keeps spinning around, heavy and slow
And the clock keeps spinning around, and all the people that you love in your life
hope that they float
Heavy and slow, any floral green color scheme Cry, try but you can t make a sound
Dreams about all my teeth falling out, any floral green color scheme
Hope that they float, no one knows how deep the bottom goes, remembering you ll watch your parents die
Find their way above the irem shrine, remembering you ll watch your parents die You, any floral green color scheme
no one knows how deep the bottom goes
Heavy and slow, dreams about all my teeth falling out
Heavy and slow, heavy and slow, and all the things that make you cry
like the pill that s underneath your tongue
Skipping tombstones, with bad dreams to occupy my time You, remembering you ll watch your parents die
Like the pill that s underneath your tongue, dreams about all my teeth falling out
Find their way above the irem shrine, so fall asleep with open eyes
It keeps us all in line, heavy and slow Cry, and the clock keeps spinning around
and the clock keeps spinning around
so fall asleep with open eyes
Skipping tombstones, hope that they float
And the clock keeps spinning around, and all the things that make you cry
Can t fight this feeling of death, and all the things that make you cry
Hope that they float, and all the things that make you cry
and all the people that you love in your life
Like the pill that s underneath your tongue, swallow it with a soft regret
