Blood on the Ceiling

Dancing in the window

To your favourite song

Gazing at the head lights

On the street down below

Hidden in the shadows

Your secrets revealed

Playing to the surface

of your pale sticky skin

Examine your reflection

While the harmony stops

There's blood on the ceiling

And a head in a box

Dancing in the window

To your favourite song

Gazing at the head lights

On the street down below

Hidden in the shadows

Your secrets revealed

Playing to the surface

of your pale sticky skin

Examine your reflection

While the harmony stops

There's blood on the ceiling

And a head in a box

I glance to the mirror as the volume of the music turns up

Hidden in the shadows

Your secrets revealed

Playing to the surface

of your pale sticky skin

Examine your reflection

While the harmony stops

There's blood on the ceiling

And a head in a box