The Dead Come Talking

Feel the worms eating holes through my mind Like regrets that'll kill me in time Walking backwards is always a guess Distant faces burn holes in my chest, mm-mm, mm-mm Shadows floating, they're out in the hall They still haunt you long after they're gone Buried in the basement, cold cement Dead come talking, can't put them to rest Ghost at your door, dressed in white linen sheets Scaring the children, says he'll never leave He'll burn down the houses, the smoke on your tongue He used to be someone you loved, mm-mm, mm-mm Shadows floating, they're out in the hall They still haunt you long after they're gone Buried in the basement, cold cement Dead come talking, can't put them to rest Dead come talking Dead come talking Dead come talking