scaring the Ghosts away wake me when i'm sane

on Mardi Gras day the cold of death

it may tear you from my breast

yet I know you are the smoke that is my breath

under the sky to live is to die

raven black the night and I

opel on the highway side

as we pass her a million times this night

don't seem like no sun exists that could eclipse this

scaring the Ghosts away wake me when I'm sane

again you are the smoke that is my breath

this bouquet of regret

under the sky to live is to die

radiation black the night and I

don't seem like no sun exists that could eclipse this

don't seem like no sun exists that could eclipse this

under the sky to live is to die

radiation black the night and I

don't seem like no sun exists that could eclipse this

don't seem like no sun exists that could eclipse this

don't seem like no sun exists that could ever eclipse this

don't seem like no sun exists that could eclipse this

waking up insane on Mardi Gras day

don't seem like no sun exists that could eclipse this

just wake me when I'm sane