Josehpine dont you think you went to far They messed up your inner sense for sure Now the sick moons on the rise i see The risings got it in his jar Theres ghosts that live inside these walls I wonder if you walk these halls Anymore I miss you but im glad that youre gone Wrote your words upon my walls But the man died before the name And all thats left is cripple little bird I see the citys skylines crooked teeth I watch the evening turn to dusk and wonder bout what could it been Josephine dont you think you went too far Time will catch you in its teeth Rotten flesh and holy jeans will be all that remains Josephine dont you think you went too far Time will catch you in its teeth Rotten flesh and holy jeans will be all that remains