The trees grow sideways, curled on the walls. Dogs bark as you make your approach. And we'll all be barking soon. We'll be howling at the moon. Been hiding from my demons, I can't even see them, Exhale all my bleeding, And inhale my love. Inhale my love. He who calls himself a travelled man is he who has his head in the sand, every sin in either hand. A wasted chance to grasp at why he even left. Been hiding from my demons, I can't even see them, Exhale all my bleeding, And inhale my love. Inhale my love. You came out east to disappear. No peak out at the rear-view mirror. 'Well, I don't think that you're sincere. You child, you sot, why must you always misbehave?' Been hiding from my demons, I can't even see them, Exhale all my bleeding, And inhale my love. Inhale my love. Exhale my bleeding, and inhale my love. Exhale my bleeding, and inhale my love. Exhale my bleeding, and inhale my love. Inhale my love, inhale my love, inhale my love... Been hiding from my demons, I can't even see them, Exhale all my bleeding, And inhale my love. Inhale my love.