charnel house

I met myself On the other side of the other house You look familiar It tickles When I pass through you it burns When I pass through you it burns A family of unfamiliar faces A change in the weight of air Every time, the awful feeling The turn at the top of the stairs I promise I want this You made me I caught myself In the corner of the mirror And I tried To give myself a reason For everything I didn't do, and everything I've done But I couldn't scrape the greasepaint, dried and cracked across my face And I couldn't leave the charnel house, the life buried beneath the crawlspace And I knew what I was doing, and I know that it's too late Every wish becomes a lie when you know that you can't change A family of unfamiliar faces A change in the weight of air Every time, the awful feeling The turn at the top of the stairs A family of unforgiving faces A change in the weight of air Every time, the awful feeling The turn at the top of the stairs I practice I want this I'm sorry I made you A promise You made me You made me You made me You made me