[Intro]
KANEDA, KANEDA
​nightmarehouse

[Verse]
Last words ever spoken at the early bird detention
An early bird who got the worm, but never learned the lesson
Lacerated ligaments, a body made of porcelain
Glass bones shattered, one of God's frail instruments

[Pre-Chorus]
The squelching ensemble your sleeves make when you turn
If Mother walked in, it would make her stomach churn
Either you'll get a burial or they'll choosе to let you burn
A heartbeat off kiltеr, no solution to discern

[Chorus]
A lifeless husk, a skin, a sort of grey
Organs inside out, a chilling rainy day
If I mutilate my flesh, one day it'll go away
Would you let me rest in your arms as I fade away?
Self inflicted burns, pus, infections, stinging pain
What feelings would be evoked at the sight of my decay? (At the sight of my decay?)
All of your choices have led to this day
It's too cold outside, my little morgue is where you'll stay (My little morgue is where you'll stay)
[Bridge: Ally Sheedy, Emilio Estevez & Molly Ringwald]
Whenever
Who we are
A lot?
Tons
Is that why you're here today?
Don't be afraid
Why are you here?
Why are you here?
Oh, wow
I don't have to run away and live in the street
I can run away and I can go to the ocean
I can go to the country, I can to to the mountains—
But you can't undo what you did
Um—
Claire, are you a tease?

[Verse]
Last words ever spoken at the early bird detention
An early bird who got the worm, but never learned the lesson
Lacerated ligaments, a body made of porcelain
Glass bones shattered, one of God's frail instruments

[Pre-Chorus]
The squelching ensemble your sleeves make when you turn
If Mother walked in, it would make her stomach churn
Either you'll get a burial or they'll choose to let you burn
A heartbeat off kilter, no solution to discern
[Chorus]
A lifeless husk, a skin, a sort of grey
Organs inside out, a chilling rainy day
If I mutilate my flesh, one day it'll go away
Would you let me rest in your arms as I fade away?
Self inflicted burns, pus, infections, stinging pain
What feelings would be evoked at the sight of my decay? (At the sight of my decay?)
All of your choices have led to this day
It's too cold outside, my little morgue is where you'll stay (My little morgue is where you'll stay)