New - Pale Forest

Mosquito swarm under my skin

Drooling old man on the pyre within

The hall is empty but it’s never quiet

You’re a better man than I Mr. Sin

But I wanna be new

Try to fill the holes in my head

New.

Let them drown the old instead

New.

Try to separate the good from the bad

New.

Throw away all the feelings I’ve had for you

My head is painted with the words of your call

I see the shadow of a noose on the wall

I have to kill you or I’ll die instead

A million pieces of my disco ball