I wish you would let me hide in this place
Take me in and don't let me see my face
I wish you would let me hide in this place
Take me in and don't let me see my face
I wish you would let me hide in this place
Take me in and don't let me see my face
I wish you would let me hide in this place
Take me in and don't let me see my face
So very sick of the morning
My skin is sick and crawling
So very tired of sleeping
And what you might be thinking
What goes around comes around
And everything goes away
What goes around comes around
And everything goes away
And after everything
I am the hollow one
And after everything
I am the monster here
All my angels are dead, all my angels are dead
All my angels are dead, all my angels are dead
And I can't breathe, and I can't breathe
And I can't breathe, and I can't breathe