The Widow

The Widow

He's got fasting black lungs
Made of clothes splintered shardes
They're the kind that will talk
through wheezing of coughs


And I hear him
Every night in very pore
Every time it just makes me want to


Breathe without an answer
Free from all in shame


Must I hide?
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone


Look at how they flock to him
To an aisle of open sores
He knows that the taste is such
Is such to die for


And I hear him
Every night on every street
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from


Breathe without an answer
Free from all in shame


And I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone


Say that
Say that I'm blood shot for sure
Pay that ride on a ghost
I'm floating on the shore
Floating on the shore


Every night in every pore
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from


Breathe without an answer
Free from all in shame


And I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never Sleep Alone


Breathe without an answer
Free from all in shame


Let me die
Cause I'll never
Never Sleep Alone