Everything To Help You Sleep (Demo Version)

What is it like to be empty?

Full of only echoes and my body caving in

A cathedral of broken ribs

Heaving out their old hymns

Thought I made out your reply

In the seconds between sound and light

And I don't think that you're as far

As my friends tell me that you are

Ooh

With my cheek to the porcelain floor

I wished I would wash up face down on a golden shore

And I could have sworn the sirens were the

Holy ghost just speaking in morse code

'Cause from a distance, light from stars

Leaking from pierced arms

Could be entry wounds or puncture marks

Bеneath the perforatеd dark

Ooh

So Lord, Lord, Lord, is there some way to make it stop?

'Cause nothing that I do has ever helped to turn it off

And everything supposed to help me sleep at night

Don't help me sleep

So Lord, Lord, Lord, is there some way to make it stop?

'Cause nothing that I do has ever helped to turn it off

And everything supposed to help me sleep at night

Don't help me sleep at night

Anymore