Bye.

What she'd say about me Hands in pockets so deep

I know I can see you stare at me, but you're stripping with despair, pulling around my feet.

Hold your breath, it must be Witnesses and zombies

And the way they cry, it's in the details, an answer I'm cheating on when I hear your chain

That you don't bother me, I might go out to sit

They say I'm guilty to my demons

This is the dog for Caesar.

Man and comedy girls and robbery fives.

This is the garden of the sea of sin.

What you heard about me I see fire within my sleep

I can disappear like drops of water turning into heat And now you are saving me Not you, don't bother me, oh my god

They say I'm vicious, my demons.

This is the dog of the season.

Man, college girls and all the red flags.

This has to die.

This needs to die.

How does someone dream of me?

I miss you.

They say I'm good, so there's no demons.

This is the talk of the sea, so man, college girls and nobody first.

This is the gutter, the seamstress.

They say I'm dancing with my demons.

This is the drowning of the seaside.

Man and colleague girls in rubbery fights.

This is the job I've never seen in a sec