Norma Jean - Absentimental : Street Clam

Curses
Curses
Curses
Curses of black halos

Go, run your mouth
Open mouth
Run your open mouth
Close your open mouth
Close your open mouth

Sun blacks out, sky blacks out
Sun blacks out, sky blacks out
Sun blacks out, sky blacks out
Sun blacks out, sky blacks out
The sun blacks out

Don't plan on sitting under the falling sky
So pointless
So pointless to fall, fall, fall

Please believe what you see
And what you hear
Not what you love
You love

Caught by the dove

Your names are indications in red blood

I'm choking
I'm choking
I'm choking
On my tongue