In dead lines, no sleep
This job is killing me slowly
Oh well, I'll keep quiet counting sheep
Emily
Emily
Emily
It whispers
This apple's crawling with worms
Home for Christmas
Me and her don't speak much
Emily
Emily
Emily
Inside this machinery
Everybody's crazy
Not me, maybe
I've had this feeling lately
Bad dreams can't keep 'em out
There's things that I don't talk about
Memories swallow them down
I hope they never find me out
Find me out
Find me
