Everything To Help You Sleep (Demo Version)

What is it like to be empty?
Full of only echoes and my body caving in
A cathedral of broken ribs
Heaving out their old hymns

Thought I made out your reply
In the seconds between sound and light
And I don't think that you're as far
As my friends tell me that you are

Ooh

With my cheek to the porcelain floor
I wished I would wash up face down on a golden shore
And I could have sworn the sirens were the
Holy ghost just speaking in morse code

'Cause from a distance, light from stars
Leaking from pierced arms
Could be entry wounds or puncture marks
Bеneath the perforatеd dark

Ooh

So Lord, Lord, Lord, is there some way to make it stop?
'Cause nothing that I do has ever helped to turn it off
And everything supposed to help me sleep at night
Don't help me sleep

So Lord, Lord, Lord, is there some way to make it stop?
'Cause nothing that I do has ever helped to turn it off
And everything supposed to help me sleep at night
Don't help me sleep at night
Anymore