Oh how we roll
Down to the bottom baby
Out of control
Upside the inside maybe
All the Saints and all the men
They march on in
Capture significant It's on their lists
Of things to do
You know why I'm here
You know why I came for you
You
Are dead
To me
Now in the snow
No one is listening baby
Burn through the cold
Learn something useful maybe
You can't escape inside
You can't erase and hide it
You know why I'm here
You know why I came for you
You
Are dead
To me
Tangled in myth
Last sweater he ever wore
Tattered and ripped
As if he cared before
You know why I'm here
You know why I came for you
You
Are dead
To me
