Creepy Little Noises

All those creepy little noises All alone immersed in sin Can not make you disappear Looks like death has found me again Now the nightmares are coming soon And I'll be very loud and dirty Take it all in, write it all down Record it for the history of hurt I record it for the history of hurt Gave you everything i was That was cold and gray and dim 'Long about now she'd had enough Now it's too late to repent She can hold her head up high As she's walkin' out the door The barrel tastes good in his mouth Gonna go out like he came in all alone We all go out like we come in all alone And on that pretty stucco wall There'll be blood and bone and brain All caught up in a painter's swirl Just like Van Gogh and his last great work of art I want to be Van Gogh and his last great of work of art Yeah, just like Van Gogh and his last great work of art. All those creepy little noises Now I'm alone and immersed in sin Can not make you disappear Looks like death has found me.