you know I don't really care anymore. i'm not ready. blood spilled on the kitchen floor. in a ceremony. the hair on the back of my neck stands still and this house feels empty. so call me as soon as you wake up, as soon as you crawl out from under your shell. you'll find me falling to pieces. the patterns lie in the cold tonight, so we'll dig deep down, where there is no light. you know I can't stop blaming myself, these threats are empty. and I wish I was living in younger skin, I could change the story. call me as soon as you wake up, as soon as you crawl out from under your shell. you'll find me falling to pieces. the patterns lie in the cold tonight. so we'll dig deep down where there is no light. maybe if I didn't feed it, maybe you could change my mind. it soothes and pales. maybe if I didn't mean it, maybe if I didn't hide. it soothes and pales.