I create the things that haunt me The ghosts you see here Came with me I create my consequences I have weaved my history
Something in your bones Calls you here Something in your fabric Ties you here So take a breath and mend the wound Or pull the thread and disappear
I've designed this institution The lunatics are honored guests And it was invitation only The murderers are here at my request
Something in your bones Calls you here Something in your fabric Ties you here So take a breath and mend the wound Or pull the thread and disappear
I don't wish distress upon you Or to be a dreadful host But you'll likely get what you want the least Just when you need it the most Don't fall apart This is a gift I promise you A silken thread to mend your injury But if it scars or not is up to you
Something in your bones Calls you here Something in your fabric Ties you here So take a breath and mend the wound Or pull the thread and disappear
