Den

Grief clearly agrees with me
Cards and flowers are turning up
Something hides inside my house
This is a little man, he twirls everywhere he can

Can you hear this silence
That kills me
That's all I need

I want to shut the blinds and hide in my den
Like the maimed vermin that I am

I won't scare this sickness away
It'll stay longer than you ever will
No I won't scare this sickness away
It'll stay longer than you ever will

No I won't scare this sickness away
It'll stay longer than you ever will