I found a mostly empty street, perfect for meeting in the middle.
Hurry before my body wakes from a whole day gluing back the pieces.
If you're ready for it - the end your world's gonna come to.
If you focus the peripheral, phantom's gonna show you the way.
If you're ready for it, it don't mean love's gonna find you.
Dancing for the rains to come, you just stand in one place.
I built a mostly quiet house with the exception of incessant creaking.
Emptied the bank just to pass the time. Said so much for the renovation.
And I believe I make a better window than a door.
So you can watch your fucking show. I won't interrupt you anymore.
I believe in catharsis in destruction.
But you should watch your fucking tongue,
your voice been cracking all along.
And I don't blame you for what you have to do.
Found a constellation for your prophecy, better see it through.