Crystal ball, I'm plain vain, black blood You'll be the meth to me, I'm bored to fuck Sightseeing necessities, step up in your gut Fantasies like an oracle, hypochlorite duct The bleach stains they drip We'll take it back to burn their ghosts White lies so cold like snow No light, no wind, tight rope Walk aimlessly on vacant streets, no place I call home (Darling, do you want to know what I think?) (Well, I'm afraid I can't say it) (I wish I could do something to help you two) Taint the waters and go pierce the veil In black garden of gallows when pet snails invade You'll be the map to my grave when you provide the direction 'Cause I never did know Into fire You're watching me burn 'Til we starve the supply We'll take it back to burn their ghosts White lies so cold like snow No light, no wind, tight rope Walk aimlessly on vacant streets, no place I call home