I'm not breathing any better

My lips crack with every grin

I hear a scraping plead of branches

Against my broken window

Why do I let you in

Her silhouette holds me under

Can't poke me with these pins

Flotsam drip of nectar

The nexus began sprouting

When she says

Saint Christopher

Don't go wandering

With no one left to save

'Cause no one's at the wheel

Saint Christopher

Don't go wandering

With no one left to save

'Cause no one's at the wheel

Saint Christopher

Antidote claps with thunder

From a gash of staple rain

This bed will never rest you

The answer is in the summons

Why do I let you in

The skulking fits the crowning

A wasted dusk of kin

Repulsion turns to nectar

When the pigment leaves my body

When she says

Saint Christopher

Don't go wandering

With no one left to save

'Cause no one's at the wheel

Saint Christopher

Don't go wandering

With no one left to save

'Cause no one's at the wheel

Saint Christopher

First born prey and first born caught

Crawling like an animal

Hold your breath it's feeding time

In this zed and two naughts

Painted a fulcrum of caves

Piled with dreams of

Phantom masses made of pastures

In labyrinths turning cystic maze

I've been hanging wreaths of cancer

On every door where children sing

Watch it all blister x2

Saint Christopher

Don't go wandering

With no one left to save

'Cause no one's at the wheel

Saint Christopher

Don't go wandering

With no one left to save

'Cause no one's at the wheel

Saint Christopher

Don't go wandering

With no one left to save

'Cause no one's at the wheel

Saint Christopher

Don't go wandering

With no one left to save

'Cause no one's at the wheel

Saint Christopher