Joanna Sweetwater:
So let's get covered in flames
Joanna Sweetwater:
Fell in love on Christmas night
Joanna Sweetwater:
The sound of children's laughter fills the air
Joanna Sweetwater:
A wall of pitch for the dying of light
Joanna Sweetwater:
It's my soul, it isn't yours anymore
Joanna Sweetwater:
When your last remains are few
Joanna Sweetwater:
You got to pick up every stitch
Joanna Sweetwater:
She wants the boys to notice
Joanna Sweetwater:
They can fix me proper with a bit of luck
Joanna Sweetwater:
This is the new world
Joanna Sweetwater:
The blood in my lungs
Joanna Sweetwater:
Hook up the vein to the antibodies
Joanna Sweetwater:
I don't wanna save your reputation
Joanna Sweetwater:
Remember to forget
Joanna Sweetwater:
Creep past the hours
Joanna Sweetwater:
And even though you fool your soul
Joanna Sweetwater:
They're smirking at first blood
Joanna Sweetwater:
Sometimes the bleeding sun bleeds red and thick
Joanna Sweetwater:
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one
Joanna Sweetwater:
I've got fire for a heart
Joanna Sweetwater:
This sick strange darkness
Joanna Sweetwater:
Spirits in my room, friend or foe?
Joanna Sweetwater:
Still I feel like I'm in chains
Joanna Sweetwater:
I poisoned me
Joanna Sweetwater:
Just one more night of dreaming
Joanna Sweetwater:
Weather's always nice inside my head
Joanna Sweetwater:
Anticipating me
Joanna Sweetwater:
I bought my enemies rope to hang me
Joanna Sweetwater:
What's in the bottom drawer
Joanna Sweetwater:
Ended in shards of glass
