One · day · I'll · fail · to · breathe · and · all · you'll · have · are · memories.

There's someone down below
blowing you a kiss.
They watch from their windows
as all arms fall to their sides,
and all eyes fix
on the death of tomorrow.
And you found everything you need
to make a life complete.
Completely revolting.
and they have safety and relief
for sale down the street
I see you in line everyday

You had time to waste.
But I'm not sorry.
Such a basket case.
Hide the cutlery.
I had time to kill.
It's dead and buried.
You've got guts to spill,
But no one trust-worthy.

These creatures are waking up in these dark trees.
Awaiting like vultures.
And eyes rolled back turned white in time to feed
They salivating hunger...
for you, and everything they need
to make a death complete...
completely unnatural.
And salvation lies
behind those dead eyes
and watched you while you sleep every night and...

You had time to waste.
But I'm not sorry.
Such a basket case.
Hide the cutlery.
I had time to kill.
It's dead and buried.
You've got guts to spill,
But no one trust-worthy.

You had time to waste.
But I'm not sorry.
Such a basket case.
Hide the cutlery.
I had time to kill.
It's dead and buried.
You've got guts to spill,
But no one trust-worthy.