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A. G. Cook
5:18Took me to the room where she keeps them Skulls on the shelf on the counters Look around, help yourself, take your time Yeah, yeah, I read the sign Frost on the stained glass window Membranes stacked in the catacombs Little guy insides calcified Yeah, yeah, it'll be alright Candles burn where the eyes were Insects dancing in the amber Porcelain, unicorn, eggshells Yeah, yeah, help me Would you take off your pink mask? Just wanna talk, heart to heart Raw meat, pearl white skeleton I see I see you call, call me over I feel it all wash away in the water, oh Life is but a dream Written out in gold And I'll crawl 'til it's over, oh I see you call, call me over I feel it all wash away in the water, oh Life is but a dream Written out in gold And I'll crawl 'til it's over, oh Can you really feel it? Can you really feel it? Can you really feel it?