Let the pretend take over
And that season be the first
Shadows we’re in [bad word] us
So we set up interspersed
Between here and away [bad word] your space every day

When it changes up my row
It slates when time will turn to a room
Light starts being there
To talk about all he’s feeling for the moon
To even the lie [bad word] him
Hey

(aaah)
(aaah)

In that halo
Evil
Round that halo
Evil
It hangs by
Evil
You revolve now
With my echo
You rose interwound
Actually people in the [bad word] [bad word] and go on
Leave my lonely mind
cell
Keep flowing on
drill
I keep holding on
To myself
Be humble
Take it the slow way
As I’m aloud
Even holding on
My cell

Leave my lonely mind
cell
Keep flowing on
drill
I keep holding on
To myself
Be humble
Take it the slow way
As I’m aloud
Even holding on

My cell of space that holds me
The cell of space that holds me