Tell me, tell me you need it

'Cause it's soothing to know there's no end

Can you, can you separate it?

I know, I know you want it

To feel control

No traffic in these eyes

When veins in tantric change

It's slow pumping through my legs

What if right now these heads rolled dead across the table?

Who'd sew theirs back?

I'm slowly thinking of switching your head with my body

And we can start these days the same

No traffic in these eyes

When veins in tantric change

It's slow pumping through my legs

We'll try to carry on

With veins in tantric change

I'll stomp the days away

Comfort me on the floor with these bones

They're two mouths to feed

I am just a ghost

You think I'm rested

I am more shot than you know

I hear and chase them off the rooftops and the walls

It feels like there's something in the walls, yeah

Rested, I am more shot than you know

I hear and chase them, there's something in the walls, yeah

And it feels like there's something in the walls

There's something in these walls, no traffic in my eyes

And it takes the pain away

No traffic in these eyes

When veins in tantric change

It's slow pumping through my legs

We'll try to carry on

With veins in tantric change

I'll stomp the days away

No traffic to these eyes

To stomp the days away

It's slow pumping through my legs