Moths will burn and sheep will die
By the hand of the wolf in disguise
Push the needle into my brain
Don't you stop till you hit grey
If you could fake it
Push the pain away
Then you could make this
Feel okay
I can take you away
I can show you a different place
I could take it away
But can you take it
The suit that wears you bleeds you dry
And despite the pain you're hypnotized
Peeling back the canopy
Decaying slow inside of me
If you could fake it
Push away the pain
Then you could make this
Feel okay
I can take you away
I can show you a different place
I could take it away
But can you take it
