Lyrics: Pageninetynine. Document #5. Ruiner Of Life.

When hands meet here skin form to the tube through skin from my mouth. All painted and dressed up for confusion this in all ends meets complicated to devices I bow my head just to preten to know a thing or two about a prayer horrible deaths we lay just to lafor peace and just to say goodnight and then to finally sleep but how can you sleep with the sound of hooves coming up the stairs