[Verse 1]
Front porch suicide, head spillin' into thighs
Lungs chillin' with the frostbite while a knife inside
Of the mind spins - unwinds all the fibers laid in white
Wrapped silently in night, wrapped silently in day
Hypothermic-made conditions but the rays still cause decay
Mouth is foaming white and jade, eyes react to bitter raid
The self-victim unidentified, no ID is displayed
In the frost there lays a Bible but the words replaced with flames

[Hook]
It's not fair what I suppose
Stare at rows whom interposеd
Body lone up in the froze
Whitе skin, missing clothes
They were waiting for Godot
Ain't no knowin' which bestowed
Front door stay opposed
Front porch lay at home

[Verse 2]
Red muscle on the bone
Hangin' like a witch
Shotgun, kiss the mistletoe
One cannot exist
I can't think so I can't be
Blade to wrist so I can see
If my cursed arteries
Can spurt out blood and still can bleed
I can't think so I can't be
Blade to wrist so I can see
If my cursed arteries
Can spurt out blood and still can bleed
Red muscle on the bone
Hangin' like a witch
Shotgun, kiss the mistletoe
One cannot exist
When I die and when I go, I hope there's nothing after this
If I wake up in afterlife, make no mistake, I will be pissed
For the soul - what is affordable? Everything is spoiled
Every day is fucking horrible, head is spillin' oil
[Instrumental Break]

[Hook]
It's not fair what I suppose
Stare at rows whom interposed
Body lone up in the froze
White skin, missing clothes
They were waiting for Godot
Ain't no knowin' which bestowed
Front door stay opposed
Front porch lay at home
It's not fair what I suppose
Stare at rows whom interposed
Body lone up in the froze
White skin, missing clothes
They were waiting for Godot
Ain't no knowin' which bestowed
Front door stay opposed
Front porch lay at home