That last one messed me up Things look bad Things look tragic I keep looking in the mirror Afraid that I won't be there Courting ellen west, dancing on her grave Saving ellen west My house is full of demons I swear to god, I need to go to bed I need to go to sleep I'm awake with a vengeance Saving ellen west 'cause she wanted it This way My mouth is full of demos I swear to God I need to go to bed I need to go to sleep I need that hope chest I need to breathe, I need you here I need to disappear
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