Appear, the skull, appear

And open up the sky

And comb your hair and gaze

Into your stupid eyes

Scrolling past the screaming

You raise the threshold high

Push the baby's breath

Straight from your mind

(Straight from your mind)

That's what it looks like

Losing all control

That's what it feels like

To lose your fuckin' soul

Razor blade

Not afraid

Assume the nodded pose

And reclaim your prize

Grab the baby fierce

And scoop out its eyes

Scrolling past the screaming

You raise the threshold high

Hark, the wings are clipped

The rough beast replies

(The rough beast replies)

That's what it looks like

Losing all control

That's what it feels like

To lose your fuckin soul

Razor blade

Not afraid

Bed is made

Razor blade

No

No

That's what it looks like

That's what it feels like

No

No