Waking the Death From Inside

From blush to liner 
Foundations of hiding 
Smoking the needing 
Maybe it will all disappear 
A tango in your mind 
A hit to hide the pain 
Then a hit to hide the hit 
You swear only one more

CHORUS: 
Wake you're awake 
The world is dead 
So you'll join it 
Wake you're awake 
Go to sleep

You've melted with the floor 
A shriek comes down the hall 
But hearing's deceiving 
And sights toy with the mind 
Two by three 
On the floor imagining 
Just fighting to live 
Your sugar plums' rotting

CHORUS

CHORUS 
Rest in peace