Came up with something new to cover my acts

I think I want it, cause I'm over you now

I saw the past and it sometimes looked fine

Except for these little cracks wherein I could see the sky

Fire and a basket of limbs

Fire and some blood on your bed

What I meant was always of my nature and nothing else

I am what I was made to be

It's not me, It's not us

It's just this version of life I need to feed upon

Got me, crack me, Another person I hate

Came on to you and murdered your dreams

I think I won it, cause you hurt me somehow

I saw your world and it never looked real

Except for these small hours i spent inside you

Fire and a basket of flowers

Fire and the blood of the saints

It's not me, It's not us

It's just this version of life I need to feed upon

Got me, crack me, Another person I hate

Another number to call

And your wall is always there

In absence of warmth

Cold and wet

Your wall is always there

And your wall yearns for life

Life teaches doors and locks

Won't keep you out

Again she's back and I'm hypnotized

Again she's back and I'm open to lies