There's someone inside me
That softly kills everyone around
They don't know they're dead to me 'cause
Intent never makes a sound
All along they found I strangled
Lovers who've learned from slower hands
In these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am

You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide

There's an art in seclusion
Production in depression
If a stranger turns up missing
This song is my confession
Tell the tales of the trail of dead
Lovers learned from slower hands
Losing self in myself
Inner demons make demands

You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide

You're suffocating me, so very hard to breathe
My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath

You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide