The Dead Come Talking

Feel the worms eating holes through my mind
Like regrets that'll kill me in time
Walking backwards is always a guess
Distant faces burn holes in my chest, mm-mm, mm-mm

Shadows floating, they're out in the hall
They still haunt you long after they're gone
Buried in the basement, cold cement
Dead come talking, can't put them to rest

Ghost at your door, dressed in white linen sheets
Scaring the children, says he'll never leave
He'll burn down the houses, the smoke on your tongue
He used to be someone you loved, mm-mm, mm-mm

Shadows floating, they're out in the hall
They still haunt you long after they're gone
Buried in the basement, cold cement
Dead come talking, can't put them to rest

Dead come talking
Dead come talking
Dead come talking