Fix your hearts (Deny actuality)
Consent to death
The lights seemed to dance to the beat of my watering eyes
What else could this be?
A piece of bark covered in bees (Hanging from a tree)
Negligent manslaughter


Well if the cameras roll, and you take off the suit
It won't be a proper reunion
And if the end of the page is sloppy as always
I guess I can rest my case
But you wanna summon Jesus Christ and his word using blood wine and banks in this place
But when the blade that you shave with rusts over
You don't feel the need to reciprocate


Why aren't your friends
Why aren't your friends
Why aren't your friends
Why aren't your friends all dead?
Why aren't your friends all dead?