Scratching the window pane
Leave a ghost blood calling card
These immortal souls of ours
We take a pen to our lives
And a knife to our lies
Lost in a love of ourselves
Still we spit at heaven's gate
Crash the night in our dumb shoes
Scratching the window pane
Leave a ghost blood calling card
These immortal souls of ours
We take a pen to our lives
And a knife to our lies
Lost in a love of ourselves
Still we spit at heaven's gate
Crash the night in our dumb shoes