Fog Lake
​nocturnal blues
Rusty old hands
Blood fills the sky
You're all my friends
Trust my disguise
I live in bars
You tread thin ice
They locked you in
Sewed up your eyes

I wore your clothes
I took your pills
I lived alone, it was a thrill
You led me in down in this shoe
Now there is nothing left for me to do

You'll come crashing down
On me