You can let yourself fall in love with
Falling in love with anything really
Just close your eyes
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
And count one, two, three
Butcher makes me balk
At his positive talk
What makes the butcher tick
What does he think
I feel the absence inside of me growing
Present is the fear of where this might be going
The absence inside of me growing
Present is the fear of where this might be going
Oh
They may slur and they're obscure
When you wish they were more clearer
What makes the butcher tick
What does he think?
I feel the absence inside of me growing
Present fear of where it's going
The absence inside of me growing
Diffuse me like a bomb
With a few choice words
And I will be calm
Butcher said nothing so no one gets hurt, but
Behind his eyes, the pain's obscured
Fill my hands until they're spilling
I do not know how to stop
When is an unwanted notion
Time exists for those who don't
Bug inside my head is lurking
Ticking as impending bombs do
Suddenly skin crawls
Quiet warning
Take me as I lay before you
I invoke the spirits, here, where
We are linked on common ground
Shadows bound to ancient rules
Fastened to us, tho, still unfound
Maybe I don't have control and
Maybe you can't tame the soul
Maybe I don't have control and
Maybe you can't tame the soul
When I stop caring
When all my hope goes
You'll know
Like a child salivating
Trapped behind a piece of glass
Cannot reach this thing I'm craving
You'll know
Feel you closer
Bait my breathe
To drift