Ellen West - Throwing Muses

That last one messed me up

Things look bad

Things look tragic

I keep looking in the mirror

Afraid that I won’t be there

Courting Ellen West

Dancing on her grave

Saving Ellen West

My house is full of demons

I swear to God

I need to go to bed

I need to go to sleep

I’m awake with a vengeance

Courting Ellen West

Dancing on her grave

Saving Ellen West

Cause she wanted it this way

My mouth is full of demons

I swear to God

I need to go to bed

I need to go to sleep

I need that hope chest

I need air to breathe

I need you here

I need to disappear