Letras
I've seen a lot of good graves
I'm big on burial and I miss my friends
But at the end of the day
Everything is doomed for demise
So hope is not a productive emotion if I read it right
You read it, right?
I am the crowd inside the house of leaves you left me
Where all the wallpaper is plastered in blasphemy
I made a mess, I had my sledgehammer to help me
Remember, I am your enemy
Trench for a ghost that floats so aimless
Project your thoughts into my thoughts
And I will open my mouth / open your mouth
Here goes!
I am the raven on the messy desk you emptied
You were the symbol through the window that tempted me
I lopped it off, I had my tomahawk to help me
Remember I am your enemy
I am your enemy
I am your enemy now