There's someone inside me that softly kills everyone around
They don't know they're dead to me cause intent never makes a sound
All along they found I strangled lovers who've learned from slower hands

With these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am

You're sick, sick as all the

Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the

Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide


There's an art in seclusion. Production in depression
if a stranger turns up missing, this song is my confession
Tell the tales of the trail of dead, lovers learn from slower hands

Losing self in myself, inner demons make demands

You're sick, sick as all the

Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the

Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide


You're suffocating me, so very hard to breathe
My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath


You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide

You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide