At first your hand was in mine
There, smiling and walking
Then the world split open
Think there was brain on my shoes
Stop it
So here’s where time stands still
For truly wretched souls
And now he’s gone from this place
All matter finds a black hole
It’s the sound of a fuckin gun
It’s the sound of your world collapsing
The world is so still now
Invaded by hands flailing
Forming trails before me
Suddenly broken by screaming
Stop it
Coming up from the earth
Standing up from the ground
Blood on my face, blood on my pants
Running like hell from the sound
Wait a minute
No
Stop it
The mirror holds a new face
A true wretched soul
And now he’s gone from this place
All matter finds a black hole
It’s the sound of a gun
It’s the sound of your world collapsing
This can’t be real life
If I could just push things back ten minutes
This wouldn’t have happened
I would never have come here
Stop it
