life flickers like light bulbs and i can't get a handle on cold calls and you’d think after my years in electricity i would be used to the power outages over me - we'll see. death lingers, longing, in our bedroom and i'm too preoccupied with how i hold you and you’d think, after my failure to hold onto my friends, i’d mutate into something that would make them love me again. if you've got a lot of hate to prove then i'm young enough to find you. if my love asks me where i've been, i'll say i'm building the foundations for her and me. i'll lay in our house with two coffins on screen and my unerring ability to hide what i mean. give yourself time to see it out. come on now, you can't let all of us in.
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