So take me back to a time and place When I could stand to see the image of my goddamn face A monument to better days When all things still had colour and these eyes And these eyes, they seemed to favour My body entwines with lines of life That hold no weight pull these strings These threads of choice that have left me in pieces The fibres grasp, suffocating, drawing in life The grey and black that flakes from your skin Painted like ash and flutters in the wind Let me reach in and pull out life The source of your pulse, a weapon of my choice My body entwines with lines of life That hold no weight pull my strings Your soul has defined its existence But it is I who holds the trigger I've dawned this crown made of guilt and lies A sinful halo that burns my mind So take me back to a place So take me back to a time and place When I could stand to see the image of your goddamn face Goddamn face, fucking waste That I let myself drown neck deep into