Waiting as illness pends For the golden dark has sucked me in again And I feel long gone My soul has walked on Oh, Katherine, where is my kin? For the grim reaper has come and tucked me in But I do not bat an eye For my life has gone awry And I do not feel alive Where do I end and do I begin? For the black hole of lust has sucked me in again And I feel long gone My soul has walked on A revolving door I pushed myself Into a mirrored hall, reflections of my sins Oh, beaming off of you And I caught those fading blues But I do not bat an eye For my life has gone awry And I do not feel alive! Oh, Katherine, where is my kin? For the grim reaper has come and tucked me in And I caught those fading blues From the very glimpse of you But I do not bat an eye For my life has gone awry And I do not feel alive
awry, katherine, bat, gone, tucked