A mask we all wear
A latex curtain stare
The flesh in rhythm through the window
Skin slapping bare as the wind blows

Her makeup face is hollow with webs
Hollow with webs
Her makeup face is hollow with webs
Hollow with webs

Her wedding vows said in bed
Screaming "love me" at an empty head
A black river flows, the meat eater bellows
In the way we all speak, like when dead
Her wedding vows said in bed
Screaming "love me" at an empty head
A black river flows, the meat eater bellows
In the way we all speak, like when dead

Houses creak, on the liar's beak and all the youth leaking through our fingers. It's love or hate right? Oh no, the guilt of life