Amityville

Do all the scariest houses still have the same face? Do my colors still run red? Have I made any peace with accounted for sheep Or the monsters under my bed? I see death in my dreams, wake up to a scream I can't ever actually make Just towing the line one day at a time No safe space to go insane While there's kids in a cage making marks in their cave Waiting on genesis It's a digital clock but goddammit it's off And I can still hear it tick I took all the medicine and I still feel sick In this house of Saturn something is amiss I'd trade anything on my bucket list To keep the blood flowing in your wrist Poor Sisyphus Goddamn turniquets Do all the prettiest families still have the same build: White husband, wife, and kids? They're wrapped up in arms and they're setting alarms Safe from apocalypse But there's snakes in the grass and wolves in the pine Sociopaths inside Here is the church, here's the steeple Open the doors, see the people I'm showing my spine, got my flock in a line You carry yours, I'll carry mine I made all the beds to make but dug no graves A green mile is walked but never gets paved I'd trade cigarettes for a stack of books Learn the fault lines of the earth I shook What privilege I made you look It's a mad world but I can't be I made you look It's a mad world and I can't look