Our Story

I see right through you
The entrails that move you
Be not afraid
His stomach is turning the page

A voice cries out in despair
Is this death or a nightmare?
In the end, who even cares?

What big ears you have
Oh, it's all the better to hear you with
What big teeth you have
Oh, it's all the better to eat you with!

Was it you, hiding underneath the bed?
Was it you, unraveling my thread?

A voice cries out in despair
Is this death or a nightmare?
In the end, who even cares?

You waste away!
You waste away!
You waste away!
You waste away!
You waste away!
You waste away!

A voice cries out in despair
Is this death or a nightmare?
In the end, who even cares?

I've always known, I'd die alone
They'd cut up my stomach and fill it with stones
I've always known, I'd die alone
They'd cut up my stomach and -

Now, we come apart at the seams
(we'll forget we'll forget we'll forget we'll forget)
We'll forget who we used to be
Let's make our own story
Oh, this world is so confusing
(and spinning and spinning and spinning and spinning)
While it senselessly keeps turning
We'll make our meaning