Hurt Everything - Elvis Depressedly

Sleep becomes a shelter from

A memory half-dead

The house is full of spiders now

There’s a rage inside my head

Obsession wears your wedding gown

Down to a thread

And this heartless wilderness

Held you as you bled

Away

Terrified and locked inside

Regretting every day

Says, «Better just to kill it now

Before it gets away»

Do with me what you will

Yeah, anything’s okay

This heartless wilderness

Feels so far away

Away