Idol and the whip

Heavy sleeper

Idol and the whip
Desolation takes a hold of me
the paranoia's complimentary
the paint is peeling off the walls
as sordid angels watch me sleep

The bitter cold of night is setting in
i'll never see a shred of sun again
my teeth are grinding down to dust
i'm lost and searching for a cure

The paint is peeling off the walls
as sordid angels watch me sleep

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