Apocalyptic skies overcast with all your lies
The trees grow close so no one hears the cries
It's a black night baby, no need for disguise
I tried to put it out but found it's dead inside
The moss feels cold like a can of steel
Grind your teeth and say what's real
What's real is that your head's see through
Drop your mirror, cut your shoe
The rain that falls ain't in your head
Complexion's pale like petrol fed
Trip the norm and twist the stock
Jam the key and melt the lock
Stack the rocks and plant the trees
Hands of mud and dirtied knees
Worms crawl out to flee the pit
Copper taste mixed in with spit
See the sinkhole in the sky
What's down there you wonder why
Matchstick, drop the ash
Floating down onto your lash
It's dark in here just like I said
See it crouching by your bed
Trees against your glass at night
Fold yourself and see the light
Break the glass and run it through
Sticking on you like the dew
Hold the sun and wring it out
Float like snow among the clouds
Close the door
Breach the sky
Hold it back
See it pass