Now everywhere I see is brown Dirt and dust Dry rocks and mountains Stockholm Syndrome, blistered mouth Planet's bare and nothing's sprouting Since you let go of my hand I'm crying tears of sand I'm surprised to see you wake And more surprised to hear you saying "I'll be your Boogiewoman If you'll be my Boogieman At night go hand in hand Kick up dust across the badlands I'll be your Boogiewoman If you'll be my Boogieman Now that you've grown on me I won't let you down again" Everything I see is black Houses, churches charred from fire Capgras Syndrome, who are y'all? Slept all night, despair can call Final teardrop filled your eye Down your cheek, hung from your chin Broke your curse when it hit the ground That's when you spoke again "I'll be your Boogiewoman If you'll be my Boogieman At night, go hand in hand Go kick up dust across the badlands I'll be your Boogiewoman If you'll be my Boogieman Now that you've grown on me I won't let you down again" Depersonalizaiton Sexual levitation Acid precipitation Electro ejaculation Time passes wildly Time passes blind And rivers they don't know which way to flow When they're dry Stars still spin, reeling, confused with our love Only death is truly sure from above Now everything I see is stained Gnashing teeth, tormented brain Cotard Syndrome, died of thirst You're not me, I was he first