Got my fever down,then weighed it up

and i know the

sounds remaining wont strain all the silt form my eyes

bleach the green from the pastures,feast on the grey

of teh night straight from the vines refusal to shine



your me favorite thing the one that i love

your the one so id die for your love



Blind the deafened moon stimulate the tombs of angels

ill open my heart wont fall apart

dont fall apart

your my favorite thing

and i feel like letting go...