White death
gonna need some of that sweet sweet honey
make the last taste in my mouth You

We listen to the streets
spectacles of hums and beeps

Nostalgia washes over me
and the record players turning over nothing

Watching me
under disguise I see
spirals in Your eyes
turning me silent
seven deadly sins
I like them
just like I like him

Watch me watch You sleep
white death never felt this sweet
You quietly say to me
Your ethers never felt this deep

You lay flowers on me
and I have never felt so soft
nothings ever felt less wrong

Watching me
under disguise I see
spirals in your eyes
turning me
silent
seven deadly sins
I like them
just like I like him

White death
gonna need some of that sweet sweet sweet honey
make the last taste in my mouth you

Watch me watch you sleep
white death never felt this deep
your ethers never felt this sweet

You lay flowers on me
and I have never felt so soft
nothings ever felt less wrong

We listen to the streets
spectacles of hums and beeps

Nostalgia washes over me
and the record players turning over nothing

and we are onto all the chronicles hmm
and we are onto all the chronicles hmm"