They say that rules are there to help,
Well i say we can help ourselves...

Sever my dreams,
Douse my shooting stars...

Your bones are ice,
Your blood is dust...

If you had one wish,
A wish of limitless ties...

1 lick,
2 lick...

If creation began with a pen,
I imagine it began like this...

I'm slipping threw the cracks,
I'm stuck between the lines...

You hear a tapping,
steady and bold...

The blood stained walls,
The creaking floors...

When you at your least,
YOU think just like the rest...

When god made you,
The angels cried...

You turn left, theres no escape.
You turn right, a wall you see...