She's over by my place decoration
I preserved her face for inspiration


Flashlights from authorities
Lanterns brighten up the scene
Familiar faces of the long dead


The mad butcher goes bump in the night
And loneliness

It makes nights endless

The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight

It incubates my grief and madness

And sometimes

That's when I get a deadache

I can't feel my self I'm sinking deeper

Mother's not really gone, I'm dressing in her

Dusty musty shrine to ma

Board the door so she'll keep long
There's no way that she'll be leaving me


Sometimes - I get a deadache yeah
Sometimes - I get a deadache yeah
Sometimes


In november I lost my family
They took away all my friends and blamed insanity