Catacombs - Cold Cave

I know I’m buried down there

In the catacombs of your mind

Dig deeper and you’ll find

A haze of daisy chains and medicated pains

Good god, when acid rain floods your brain

From the dirt I will rise, I will rise

The precession’s ahead

The heart is behind

The future is fleeting

I’m out of time

Founds words of you

With your infatuation

My purity is you

Take you on midnight city

Walks on wretched blocks

Sick of humiliation

I’m still on the prowl behind you

The precession’s ahead

The heart has been had

The future is fleeting

I’m out of time

Remember how you moved and

I never heard from you again

Sometimes I do pretend

You said that one day you’d come back for me

Oh, that is the only reason why I’m still a part

Of this dreadful scenery

The precession’s ahead

The heart is behind

The future is fleeting

I’m out of time

Your hair will return

To its natural color

You’ll move to a new town

And off to another