Oh, few and far between
Between me and this here machine
Is this heaven underneath?
Or am I foolish to believe
That this city can sleep
When I've seen so many
Buried there, underneath?
*COUGHING*
Clawing on the chalkboard
Would you kill him for me?
Would you do that for me?
Cawing like all twelve crows
Would you kill him for me?
Would you do that for me?
Oh, surreal isn't it?
Purr for me, my innocent young man
I've burnt it all down, as loud as I can
Did you break it, and did it collapse?
Dear skinny nihilist, six feet won't bring it back
Oh surreal isn't it?