Rot! The whole idea

Rot! The whole idea

Rot! The whole idea

Rot! The whole idea

All these obituary one way streets, and I'm trying

To be what you want is inside of all that’s me, and I'm crying

But the seems in your eyes, are the scars that you've tried to hide, and I’m dying!

To feel desire that's in your eyes

To want the blood that's gone deprived

Rot! The whole idea

Rot! The whole idea

Whole, whole

Rot! Thе whole idea

Rot! The wholе idea

Whole, whole

Rot! The whole idea

Rot! The whole idea

Whole

Habitual cause I can see what was all washed up, and I'm trying

But the seems in your eyes are the scars that you've tried to hide, and I'm trying

To be close my dear, and I forgot to mention

I'm drowning in here, in my dissention

To be close my dear, and I forgot to mention

I'm drowning in here

Rot! The whole idea

Rot! The whole idea

Whole, whole

Rot! The whole idea

Rot! The whole idea

Whole, whole

Rot! The whole idea

Rot! The whole idea

Whole

To be close my dear, and I forgot to mention

I’m drowning in here?