Death, Dancing

This is the sound of my room without you

I'm in my room, in my room, this is the sound, this is the s—

This is the sound of my room without you

The sound of my room

This is the sound of my room without you

Without you

I'm not writing an anthem for you

Holocaust all I'm known to do

With zen that my mommy forbid me to feel, fuck your feelings

Just want me, mi amour, we'll be conqueror whores, arboreal snakes

In our kind sixty-nine

Kneel behind your behind any goddamn time

If you say, say

But I don't wanna feel it

I'm dead inside

I can run automatically with adequate therapy

Was I touched?

I can't remember a thing, just her brother commanding my actions (Wow)

As I grinded, his eyes were as dead as mine look in this eternal night

First time in my life, I'm free

Disregard the explosion

When I love you

I feel death dancing

I clap my hands and ball my fists up

Just hope the kids don't die like this

When I love you

It's like death's dancing

Clap my hands and ball my fists up

Just hope the kids don't die like this

No, they won't

I will not say it

No, no, they won't, no, they won't

They won't die like this

Someone tell me where the light goes

A machete to the 12 is the right pose

I'm talking about the murder of actual police officers, fuck you

I took your queen, we speak in dreams, glittering (Get it, girl)

Triplets in bed, triplets in bed

Counting all these triplets in my bed, woo

Shit, yeah

You still run, ooh, ooh

And everything you do is alright with me

Someone tell me where the light goes

I have a crush on— where the light goes

Someone tell me where the light goes

Can I put it six feet deep in my asshole?

Damn, goddamn, goddamn, baby

Me, me, me, me, me

They're sitting in the next room

I wanna make it clear

One is ten and one is eight

They're my light and my moonshine

And I hope they're not worried

Lord knows I was when my mother held me to my side

To protect me from the demon in her bed

But I'm okay

And I hope when they hear me singing right now

They know they're gonna, they're gonna make some f—

They're gonna make some fucked-up shit when they get older

But I'll be there

I swear on Christ, that fucking cunt

We are not like this

I'ma be beaming and beating off to this

When I loved you

I saw death dancing, girl

Clap your hands and ball your fists up

Hope to God you don't die, don't die

I love you

And it's like death's dancing, yeah

Clap your hands and ball your fists up, girl

Your fists will never see his

Uh, uh, uh

I'm gonna suck your bones

You're not the first one, either

Not the last one, too

You know you have got to leave him in the dirt, yeah

Go tell his, go tell mama

You tell mama to go fuck herself

[Max Bemis, Sherri, Both]

If you're out on the road

Feeling lonely and so cold

All you have to do is call my name

I'll be there on the next train

If you leave, I will follow

Anywhere that you tell me to

If you need, you need me to be with you

I will follow where you lead

Wanting you the way I do

I only wanna be with you

And I would go to the ends of the Earth

'Cause, darling, honey, that's where you'll lead

Where you lead (Where you lead)

I will follow (I will follow)

Anywhere that you tell me to

If you need, you need me to be with you

I will follow where you lead