Saint Dymphna

Getting used to battery
Getting used to getting through it
Consequence of no consequence
If any calm, a calm despair
Each nite is stupid
[02:25.40]Callous, severe
Each nite is out of control
[02:15.00]Brutal and cruel
Headphones turned up
[02:08.10]Cuckoo and bright
Scream into the flickering void
Black lipstick
No eyebrows
Black pharmacy hair
[02:43.20]No safe place to stay
[02:59.00]Youve tried to run before
[02:49.00][03:02.40]And you will try again
[02:52.40]He is not what you are
[02:55.70]His life is not the end
Caring not for the thorns
But the thorns are always therе
Wait as you lead the way
Maculate to immaculatе
Each day, ludicrous
Each day preposterous rot
Volca turned up
Riot into glittering space
Black trench coat
No bus pass
Black pointed shoes
You've tried to run before
This is not what you are
This life is not the end