Ghost Hunter

She sits in a bright red room
Searching for answers she'll never find
Watching the clock tick by
Flashes a glance to the edge of the knife
Drowned in the scent of long lost love

Wasting breath on wasted nights
When the screens
Flicker black and white
When this little death
Edges out all those lives

How much of yourself can you sell
Before your head has a price
And when theres nothing else left
Will you sell me out to survive

Oh Will you tell me your secrets
Will you pick up the phone
Now confess all your sins
So we might atone
Oh Will you tell me your stories
Now that we're all alone
We confess all our sins
So we might atone

The aftermath draws a cylinder up
Black blood a poison in skin
Beating recklessly as
The pulse of a time bomb
Cut the wires

Wasting breath on wasted nights
When the screens
Flicker black and white
When this little death
Edges out all those lives

How much of this love can you sell
Before my head has a price
And when theres nothing else left
Will you sell me out to survive

Oh Will you tell me your stories
Now that we're all alone
Now confess all our sins
So we might atone
We confess all our sins
So we might be atone

Burn it all down

I see fire burning alive
Flooded in flames drowning inside
I see fire burning inside
Flooded in flames drowning alive