Lightning spoke to the ghost who cried
It's not their time
Boredom consumes the ghost who flies to
My bed and lies beside
Me, I try to cover my eyes
But there's a
Hole where my hand was
Hole where my hand was
Hole where my hand was
Remains walk down the street, but why?
It's not their time
Sunlight throughout the sky and I'm
Running for my life
And I try to cover my eyes
But there's a
Hole where my hand was
Hole where my hand was
Hole where my hand was
Azure verging the sea as I
Go out to dive
Sinking deep as my threshold wills
I breath through gills
And my hands grab only neck
Cuz there's a
Hole where my head was
Hole where my head was
Hole where my head was