can we, can we kill each other quickly? quick enough so i won't feel it? a shot of strobe light anesthesia and Ill be fine as I begin to feel cold my hands are shaking from fear, white from clutching my pride, red from cutting you, and blue from telling lies. 'cause Im sick of the stabbing, Im sick of the breaking, Im sick of the bleeding until we fall down, sick of this circle of death that we dance through again and again, just lay me in the ground. let's fall asleep together, hold me darling 'cause Im scared, and I can't do this alone. (guitar wailing and drums pounding) but i need! your heartbeat to haunt me, your cold lips to breathe, a promise that, tomorrow we'll wake up somewhere new.

one day the dreamers died within us when all our answers never came we hid the truth beneath our skin but our shadows never looked the same a ghost is all that's left of everything we swore we never would forget we tired to bleed the sickness but we drained our hearts instead we are the dead and when we couldn't stop the bleeding we held our hearts over the flame we couldn't help but call it treason after that we couldn't fill our frames after that our shadows never looked the same a ghost is all that's left of everything we swore we never would forget we tried to bleed the sickness but we drained our hearts instead we are the dead in summers past we'd challenge fate with higher pitch and perfect aim and standing fast, we'd radiate a light we loved but never named but the answers never came and our shadows never looked the same a ghost is all that's left of everything we swore we never would forget we tried to bleed the sickness but we drained our hearts instead we are the dead a ghost of everything we though but never said we tried to bleed the sickness but we drained our hearts instead we are the ones who lost our faith we dug ourselves an early grave we are the dead, can we be saved?